Sometimes I feel like we are swinging through the jungle. Hope, despair, hope. New treatments, each working for a while, followed by disappointment, then an opportunity for another trial and hope again. Leaping from vine to vine. This process takes a toll. The infusions, the side effects, the appointments, the scans, the fear, the conflicting interpretations of doctor visits, the questions, the decisions, protecting one another’s feelings, and the pretending to be ok while striving to appreciate every moment together. We are living in this world of unknowns with underlying yet smoldering uncertainties that we are desperately trying to avoid. Truly grateful for today together. Truly hopeful for tomorrow.