I catch a glimpse of my shadow on the driveway as I am playing with sidewalk chalk: Oh! I’m bald!
Seriously. That happened. It’s actually happened multiple times. I forget that I have cancer when I am in busy Mom mode.
There are times when the reality of having cancer stops me in my tracks. Is this really my life? It is often when I am doing something as normal and ordinary as playing outside with my children. I pinch myself, sometimes literally, and I shake my head in disbelief. Are you kidding me? Then, I shake it off, and I carry on with whatever I was doing. It helps that my 5-year-old needs hopscotch drawn stat. There is no time around here for cancer woe. Plus, cancer woe sounds terrible. Crying, whining, and overall pitifulness: these are the characteristics of woe. No thankyouverymuch.
I fight hard, every day, to Do Today Well. Because that sounds so much better than the whining and crying. Trust me, my kids whine every day, and it is so not cool. Just like I love my kids even when they whine, I love my life even with the cancer.