Celebratin' in the chemo room

100

Wow. 100.

Not sure what else I might say about that...

100th chemo tomorrow.

Wow.

mom

Nora Rose Hoffman Van Burgh
April 7, 1936-April 19, 1991

I miss you so much, mom.

55

That was how old my mother was when she died.

That is how old I turned yesterday.

My mother's birthday was April 7. Six days later was my birthday. Six days after that my mother died.

I remember our 30/50 birthday celebration-what a fun party! I am so sad that there is not a 55/75 party... I miss her so much.

However, given my own diagnosis, and that I was not sure I would live to 50, I am going to celebrate 55 all year long! Let me modify that, I am going to celebrate 55 feeling like I am 32. I am going to rock this year!

Wanna help?!

Relay for Life

Just a short note for now, more info later. My donations page is now up for our Relay for Life fundraising.
http://main.acsevents.org/site/TR/RelayForLife/RFLFY11GW?px=5580603&pg=personal&fr_id=33935

I know, that is ugly, but it should work! You can support our team by donating online.
Cheyenne's Relay for Life is June 3rd and 4th. Come join us on the track if you can. dollars + education = CURE

I will put up more information about relay, luminarias, and the good fight, as we get closer. Thanks for helping our team, supporting me, offering hope to so many. hugs, chris

checking in

I hope everyone is doing well. Sorry to be off this blog for so long. Things are just regular...

I did get to go 4 weeks between chemo sessions this last time, and go on vacation! Wonderful! Now back to 3 weeks. The next chemo, April 27th, will be my 100th. Crazy.

I will have a new PET scan on the 22nd. Always a bit of a worry.

This was in a Daily Om post this week and I just love it! The years of our life do not arrive all at once; they greet us day by day. With the descent of each setting sun, we are able to rest our heads and let the world take care of itself for a while. We may rest assured throughout the night, knowing that the dawn will bring with it a chance to meet our lives anew, donning fresh perspectives and dream-inspired hopes. The hours that follow, before we return to sleep once more, are for us to decide how we want to live and learn, laugh and grow. Our lives are sweeter and more manageable because we must experience them this way: one day at a time.

hugs and have a wonderful weekend! chris