Just another day. Back before I got sick, the days seemed to just blur together for the most part. I'm not sure if I ever really took the time to ask myself if today was a good day.
I think I look at things differently now. I've talked about how cancer makes me realize how precious each day can be. How important it is to appreciate them all.
That doesn't mean that every day is going to be a good day. And when we say we try to live each day to the fullest, that can mean just about anything. When I was on chemo, sometimes just getting out of bed was enough to make it a good day.
So I guess today was a good day. I didn't do anything profound. I just got out, went places and had a bit of the good stuff - fresh air! I feel that I need to say something worthwhile. But sometimes all I really have to say is, "Hey, made it through another day."
That's not very profound or even thoughtful, but it is the overriding truth of the day. Today belonged to me, not to the Beast. Today is my day.
Amy 1. Cancer 0.
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No day but today.... x
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