Dear Winter,
Sometimes I feel like it's my RIGHT to be depressed around ANY holiday. I was diagnosed on Valentine's day, been single for way way WAY too long, 1st 2 teeth broke out (lost 6 so far) on 4th of July, was told a few weeks ago that Eritux hasn't been working for me for quite some time and my tumor has almost doubled in size, and, to steal the show-it began to hurt somewhat constantly on Christmas day.
But you know what? Sunsets are still occasionally spectacular, mornings are still occasionally inspirational, I still get a lump in my throat NOT from cancer when I listen to my nephew describe how excited he is (and how well he's doing) in school, and my cat is still overjoyed to have a great place to curl up when I sit down to read with a blanket.
Life is good. Life is fun. I just came across someone's signature quote (sorry don't know who) that says in part, "don't let cancer steal my JOY"!!!! That is becoming my life motto for the next little while!
Love to all!