The season of the longest days… and, thankfully, the shortest nights. Because the nights can be the toughest to get through.
The past few days have seen extreme highs and lows for Sandy and I. A fun barbeque dinner at some friends home on Saturday. Then we had a great Father’s Day — a 200-mile loop drive to see our son Cameron’s grandparents on his dad’s side, which included going to a wonderful Baptist church service with them (with great singing and a minister who said some very poignant things)… to a surprise visit to Sandy’s parents home, and a good time with them and her brother who happened to be there as well. Very nice to say the least to have that time with Cameron and reconnect him with his grandparents.
Then I think all that excitement, travel and activity — coupled with the chemo she is taking — really took a toll on Sandy. Monday and Tuesday were rough days. The chemo is making Sandy extremely fatigued and her partial visual loss is disconcerting and frustrating. And the acne outbreak - a chemo side-effect - is painful and depressing for her (as she says: “I’ve had perfect skin all my life, now at 44 I get acne, where’s the justice?”) . The visual problem, along with fatigue, has made her unsteady and slow in walking around. But today she bounced back — we went out to lunch, and she had several friends stop by to see her and saw friends while we were walking our road, and talked to good friends on the phone. Her energy was quite high most of the day. It felt so good to see her rally like this after the past couple of days of depression and tears for us. We’re doing our best to ride out the ebbs and flows of this journey.
Tomorrow, June 22, is our 10th wedding anniversary. Though we have actually been together almost 17 years (more about that on Sandy’s birthday and our real anniversary on July 13).
So here’s to the Solstice…
Good night,
Dan