6 Weeks In

"I have good people in my life" my mom stated as she looked at me with tears welling in her eyes on the brink of making an escape down her cheeks. 

I squeezed her hand and nodded, "You do." 

This week has been filled with rain (yay!), kind strangers who are patient with us as we ask clarifying questions, a Seahawks victory, and my mom's white blood cell count doubling (double yay!). 

We keep trucking on. This Thursday will be the fourth week of Chemo. 

With this "good news" we brace for more body aches, more diarrhea (yes, I got permission to say this), lab work & infusions, and being one step closer to killing every cancerous cell in her body. 



It has been harder and harder to continue choosing joy, as we get deeper and deeper into treatment. Joy is still present; underneath the fatigue of decision making, the awareness of the flu and nasty germs going around the fact that life keeps moving, when it feels like it should be slowing down. Joy is there in the dragon fly necklace that Nanny had for my mom, another kind nurse who knows just what to say, and Huckleberry snuggles. 

Joy is present, consistently battling fear that seems to have made itself nice and comfortable in the chest, mind and heart. Joy is working overtime, trying to stay on top. 

6 weeks into this journey and we feel joy in having lunch together and watching The Voice.  6 weeks into our lives being tilted 180 degrees we continue to laugh and cry together. 6 weeks of kind notes, tears, delicious dinners, and prioritizing family over everything else. 

Today, by writing this update, I am actively choosing joy. I encourage you to do one kind thing for a stranger in the name of our favorite gal. 

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