My dear friend Ruth—a survivor in her own right—sent me a lovely necklace with a charm that says “Just keep swimming.” I laughed out loud when I opened it, and then I cried a little, because that’s sort of what I do, these days. But yes, I’m trying to keep swimming.
We visited with Chickadee this weekend and somehow the subject of my overdue mammogram came up (don’t ask me how, I don’t remember) and Chickie’s eyes got big and she grabbed my arm. “MOM! You have to go do that. I have enough stuff going on, I can’t have you being sick! Promise me you’ll schedule it this week.” And instead of bursting into tears that this was the first time in months she sounded like her old self, the first time she seemed genuinely concerned about another person, I patted her and assured her that I can’t possibly get sick, our family is too big of a mess already. We all laughed. And then I promised. (Mammogram this Friday.)
And today I’m over at Off Our Chests, thinking about some of my favorite things, and how sometimes they keep me sane and remind me that happiness is still out there, even when it feels elusive.