Some days are naturally harder than others. Dave was tired and cranky today, and so was I. I guess I was feeling sorry for myself which made room for Fear, Melancholy, Worry, and even Envy to rear their ugly heads. Luckily, it was short lived and I got over myself and enjoyed a very fun evening with the kids at the end of year swim team party.
Dave was tired because he probably did way too much this weekend. He volunteered at the swim meet, played tennis, and then attended a dinner event with old friends all while trying to bounce back from his latest infusion. As you can see, this cancer thing is not slowing him down much.
Some days I am a rock, and other days I feel more like an island. On those lonely island days, I bow my head or raise my face up and list all of the blessings in my life and give thanks. And it always makes me feel better.