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I tied my shoes this morning—and I’m typing about it with my own hands. Rode my bike to the coffee shop too. Small tasks for some, major feats for me. I guess I’ve begun to learn more about the lives other cancer warriors experience. Diagnosis, treatment, acceptance, struggle, support, love, the need to plan—but there’s reluctance to stretch the horizon of that plan. Veterans of the battle know all this. They’ve swallowed the fistfuls of pills; some effective, others gut-tearing and wrong. They’ve been lifted as they regain strength or have been ready to just rest and take what comes their way.
For me, I want more tomorrows like yesterday. Susie and I had our van parked at Swami’s near the Encinitas street fair by 7 AM. Stayed until the PM opposite. Graham and Susie jammed for hours. Christine and Mike Arme cruised in on the Street Glide. I think someone said we were “pimp”. The park was cool. There were no waves so it was a quiet day for locals. Busy for young European visitors and colorful people doing cool stuff like Tai Chi or slack lining. We’ll be back there very soon.
The moment I’m living in now is what I’ve got and it’s one with working hands, healthy, blooming roses, plans with my crew.
At the moment, couldn’t be better.