In
celebration of a good day, indulge with a walk to the park. Lay on the grass
and look at the sky. See what beauty the simple will bring: the shadow of
tree limbs delicate on grass, a palm tree and cloud stark against blue sky,
and the curious frown of your dog while children play in the distance. It’s
days like this that help one see the metaphorical light at the end of the
tunnel. I saw mine. Two more chemo applications left and then I’m done!
Mark the calendar, April 14th. Eighteen more days. Six hours. Twelve Minutes.
Twenty-two seconds. I can hear the clock now and its ringing loud. It's roaring
and I'm deaf with delight. Just two more times. One. Two.
