Hard to Believe

Yesterday, around dinner time, I realized that the day had slipped past me-lived in a fog of ordinariness as if I had all the time in the world. The magic feeling of radiation days had slipped away. 

So this morning, I walked very slowly in the woods, off the trail, spent extra time petting the dog, talking to the naturalist who showed me where to look for the winter wrens. You can only count on cancer to keep you alive for a while and when the magic wears off, you gotta do it yourself.