Moving on....

Recovery is a process.  Just when I think this is over and I'm moving on I get tired and am reminded to slow down.  But I'm soooo much better than I was.  I have more energy and am able to do more all the time.

I'm so grateful for friends and family this year.  I'm grateful for the trials and blessings of 2009.  Cancer reminds you that your life really is not in your control but simply in the hands of your Father in Heaven.

Friends ask me if I have any hair yet, it's dyed red to cover some new gray.  It isn't long enough for me to comfortably dump the scarf but I will soon.  I'd like to eventually go blonde.  I never would have had the nerve to go red if it weren't for what I've been through this past year.  After losing my hair, my health, and my freedom for a while, I'd be happy with any color of hair.  Today I looked at some photos of the kids and I, taken a couple of months ago, when my hair was completely gone, and couldn't believe THAT was really me.  I'm so glad I captured that for a memory.