My goal when I started the long year of treatment was to buy enough time to see Olive go off to kindergarten. I may cry like a baby tomorrow at her 4-K Graduation. Or I may save the crying for tomorrow night when I have some alone time...
I haven't set the next goal yet. Unfortunately, it looks like it will be more mundane things like getting the roof replaced and thinking about upgrading my car.
Actually, I guess that's not true. I was thinking about it earlier today, and I kept feeling disbelief that another year had happened so quickly. So the short-term goal is... SLOW DOWN. I was so focused on rushing to a point where I would maybe feel okay--I just wanted to get there, wherever it was. I have been in a frenzy of seeing people every spare day I've had and wanting to spend time with the people who have brought me support and love and joy in this process. So. Much. Love.
And this is my goal:
|Not holding back when it comes to Miss O|