The snow/ice/ice/did I mention ice? is still here. We are all waiting for more snow and then back to rain. i find that I am not very productive these last couple of days. I think a deep river of anxiety is running below the surface and I am stuck just waiting to see what will happen next.
We are so close to the end. So close but it feels like The Terminator, he is never really dead. I should not think like this but it is just part of this process. Okay, I will quit whining and feed the dogs and start dinner and clean up the clutter and watch and wait for the snow.
Twenty Years, Two Hundred and Forty Months, Seven Thousand Days, and Three Hundred Days. Since we started chasing Leukemia.
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