A friend at work, Jonathan Whittington, recently went to Africa on vacation and brought back about a million photos. I was looking at them at work (gosh I love my job) and found three that totally spoke to me about this whole cancer experience.
This is life before finding out that the cancer had come back. Nothing but adventure and good times ahead.
But life seemed to come to a complete screeching halt with the diagnosis that the cancer had come back. I think it took eight weeks to get through all the tests and false starts for lung surgery before we nailed down how bad it was and what we were going to do about it.
And this is where I am now, getting chemo, making progress, but not quite feeling safe yet.
I am hoping that after the CT scan on September 3, the sun will come up and I'll find that the lions are further away from the jeep!