One year ago, we spent two days tangled with appointments and finally faced the diagnosis...Advanced Metasatic Cancer. The monster came to visit me again last night, shook my bed or so it seemed, several times to be exact, but I rolled over-expaining with my thoughts that I needed to sleep because there I will be busy tomrrow=Russell is having a bar-b-que at his house; to share the day with friends and laughter. When I woke, the monster was there again, bigger than ever, as if dressed for a party! But there will be no monsters allowed today! Picture a glass of water on the Wicked Witch of the North. ..................Today is passion and family!
The donations to the doctors and Oncology department have been made. The laces of grief through the gratitude have been loosened. (wish they were gone, but I am just not there yet.) We learned last Wednesday after the pulmonary function tests, Russell's lung volume has increased by almost 1000cc. That allows for some pretty good laughs, hoots and hollers. There is a Courage painting for Russell and endless thoughts that sweep me away to memories and events. I think of the hub, the spokes, the ride. How far do the spokes go? I don't know how far the spokes go, but I do know they go far enough. Please take a moment to share the energy, to join the passion, to celebrate my family, Russell's incredible strength and his compassion that bloomed in spite of disease.....a day of gratitude and hope. With Love!! Russell's Mom, Sharon
....On Road Again......

....On Road Again......

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