Working on my cancer memoir (lightly editing the log entries for publication this October from Riverdale Avenue Books), 110 manuscript pages in, and have just hit this paragraph:
“I feel fine, people tell me, surprised, that I look great, and then I explain that I haven’t actually started chemo yet, and they say, “oh.” Yes, oh. That’s where we are right now — waiting with some attempt at patience for the chemo to start. And in the meantime, I grade a slew of papers, and get my garden into early spring shape, and cook and decorate for tomorrow’s Easter brunch and egg hunt. Life goes on. I admit to having a moment or two when I thought, “What if this is the last big party I have the energy to throw?” But then I smack myself upside the head, and remind myself that even if that’s the case *for a while*, it won’t be true forever.”
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Given that I’m planning to host an Easter egg hunt this Sunday, just wanted to take a moment to appreciate it. I’m still here, eight years later. Still throwing parties and feeling great! Onwards!
Oh, this is lovely! Yes, onwards!!