Long time, no blog .

If I've learned anything in the last few months, it's that I my energy reserve is finite...and if most of it is going into cellular recovery, there's little left over (especially for blogging) after basic care and schooling for four other people. Of course, If I had the choice of where my energy could go right now, I'd showcase my excessive vanity and direct it into regrowth of my hair, eyebrows and eyelashes...

I've officially been cleared to "go and live my life" by my oncologist, and am not scheduled to return to the cancer center until late June (just for blood work, CT scan, and doctor's visit). While I've tried to "live my life" while undergoing treatment, it was seriously limited, and continues to be limited as I slowly recover--no medicine is as effective as time, and my stamina seems to be keeping pace with my hair regrowth! However, I've been able to take baby steps towards what could possibly be called normal.

Last weekend, I was able to spend in Atlanta with Amy W., Amy R., Laurie, and Sally (my best friend from Arizona) at the launch of Amy's new book. It was a time of fellowship, laughter and even some really good chocolate (thanks Dave, Amy, and girls!). My body was wiped out from the late nights of fun, but my spirit could have flown home without the AirTrans jet...it was that good to be with like-minded friends!

I was encouraged again this morning by a visit with my friend Peggy (from AZ as well). She was staying at Disney and had set aside the last morning of her visit to have breakfast with me. After taking her to the airport, I was surprised by a "power surge" of energy that saw me through running errands with the kids.

The path to "normal" (and I use the phrase with trepidation) is still long and winding. We're in our yearly school decision mode, the floors need washing, and I still don't have pictures hung in the living room, our room, or the baby's bedroom. And said "baby" needs to begin toilet training. But those are baby steps best left for another day. Today I think my body (and my family) would be best served by mom grabbing a rest while the little guy finishes his nap.