#4

There was never a day more beautiful than today.  At least not in March.  Cancer is becoming a distant memory.  Maybe it's because my "chemo brain" fog is preventing me from remembering it or maybe, just maybe, cancer has become a memory because these current days and moments are so infinitely better than what the last 6 months have been.  The good is better than the worst of the bad.  It reminds me of a salad I made the other night- no matter how wilted the lettuce it's nothing a good amount of blue cheese dressing can't cover up...Kinda.  

Thank God for good days.