The Beaver Landed

Fifteen years ago I met Grant and fifteen years ago I was introduced to some of the finest people that I know - his friends. They included me and accepted me without question. Being from Seattle that was flat out WEIRD, but it sure felt nice. Fifteen years later, they still there - unwavering and steady. They asked to visit and I, of course, said absolutely. They came on Saturday morning - five adults and four children. They brought food for the day, evening, and for the next month. I am not kidding. The light in the freezer has been rendered useless because it is buried with food. I mentioned something about the food calendar and I was flatly told, "That is not what I signed up for." This from a small build of a women that physically looks up at me but with a manner of "mess with me and I will have no choice but to hurt you". I didn't chance it - I didn't dare! While I am tired from the visit, it was great to feel them here, laugh with them, and just be with them. Tomorrow I am back at chemo and my kids go back to my mom's with Jane. While part of me dreads tomorrow (because of the nausea and missing my boys), a greater part is thankful for the medicine, doctors, my family, and my friends who are all there for me. One step closer to being cancer free.