Make her cry, and she made us cry. Her birthday/suvivor party at Ruth’s was the best in the world. Big girls/boys do cry.
February 2010
The baby bird leaves the nest
This past week has been really incredible.
Cathy has gotten up at 8 AM, fixed her breakfast and trotted off to work, all on her own. The house has been unnaturally quiet and the dogs and I find ourselves napping quite a bit until Cathy comes home from work. Then she takes a nap for about 2 hours. She’s even eating full meals at dinner.
Our day-to-day life is getting back into it’s previous habits.
However, it will never be the same. Our perspectives have been altered. Our priorities sharpened and our lives, more focused. The challenges now are how to take these new lessons we’ve been given and to incorporate them into a world view that brings us more joy and meaning. We have come to take nothing and no one for granted anymore. It’s scary and liberating at the same time.
Cathy and I can’t even begin to articulate what your support has meant to us along this journey’s path. My hope is that you all have come away with a new sense, too, about life and what is important. The kind gesture, encouraging comments and spirit of your love has enveloped us at the precise time when we needed it the most. We are eternally grateful for each and every one of you.
As Cathy continues to heal and gain strength, perhaps the messages on this blog aren’t as urgent. Some people have expressed regret that Cathy’s wholeness will mean the end of it. BUT! We don’t have to wind it down or leave it behind. We can continue on with it. As administrator, I can change some of the features and the design of the graphics. As long as you all are willing to participate, this blog can morph into whatever it will be. I propose keeping it going. What do you all think?
Night out
Yesterday we went to see a movie, and out for sushi…our first big night out since forever! And, I drank a beer, first since the tonsilectomy. Real life coming back!
One more for the road
I went to work all the days the Gallery was open this week, for about four-hour days. It was alright, not too exhausting. So, the blog is probably winding down…On March 9 I get a pet scan to see whether the cancer is gone; it gets read and interpreted for me a week later. So I’ll post the results, hoping for the luck of the Irish, on St. Patty’s day.
This could really be historic.
It keeps snowing and snowing. I can very happily use the “free” hours at work, since the government is closed, and there is plenty of time for napping while its white outside. The doggies thought they wanted to go for a walk, but soon decided a SHORT walk was plenty!
Can we go in, please?
going under
“Historic” snowfall
That’s what they call it when it lands on DC. Here are some snaps of what it looks like:
It is beautiful, and there is plenty of time to enjoy it because the Government is closed. So, we are snuggled in and healing.
I did it!
Beth drove me down to the National Gallery today for a four-hour stint. It wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be…in fact, it was a little anti-climatic. I’ve been through so much, enormous changes, and the workplace seems like a very smooth,unruffled pond that didn’t change at all, except for the construction and plywood everywhere. Both reassuring and unsettling, the sense of time warp. The good news is that my energy held up just fine. Now tomorrow is predicted to have “historic” snowfall, so we are in a perfect situation to stay in, plant starts for our garden, and watch the fire burning in the fireplace. 
Not quite ready
I had though I would go downtown for a 4-hour workday today, but yesterday I was really not very well, with lots of dizzy spells and many naps. So, today I worked at home again. I’ll try to get to the National Gallery on Thursday. I got a call from a fellow-customer at Johns Hopkins, who had just gotten the all-clear from his PET scan! really wonderful to hear!