Most times I find myself asking, “Where has the time gone?” But today I’m saying, ”Well, it’s about time!”
Benjamin is 10 years from his last chemotherapy today and I was told that on this day I could use the word, “cured”, to describe him.
It’s a funny thing, this cancer thing. You’d think I’d be overjoyed that we’ve finally arrived at this point. But what it does is it makes you wary. It makes you avoid counting your chickens altogether. We filled our basket with all our eggs just before Ben’s last round of chemo for his first diagnosis and we started talking about having a party. But that party never happened. Living through Ben’s relapse taught us that nothing is certain.
I won’t make that mistake again.
So there won’t be any hoopla. This time, I’ll just go about today as if it were like any other. I’ll share my thoughts as I’d normally do on this day and I won’t expect much. I’ll just aim to maintain the harmony and I will be content in seeking light in every day, hope in every minute, peace in every second.
And, I’m gonna call Ben today. You know, just to see what’s up.☺️
