The weather’s cooling down; offering crisp morning walks and longer periods of dark. Autumn is such a transitional time, offering a time for warm foods, warm hugs, and resurgence of warm clothes.

The past few weeks have been occupied with visits from my family. The boys love the extra adult attention, and adventures on the days I can muster out of the chemo haze. My lab work showed my blood counts are low meaning my immune system is on edge and my clotting system is altered. Masking in public places and moving with intention are being engaged.

I am contemplating my own pending transition from chemo-life to post-chemo life. It seems there are so many possibilities, but also taking life a moment at a time has become a new habit. How do I “Mom” better? How do I teach better? How do I live by example better? I still feel half in chemo and half past chemo: can’t wait to get through this.

I have been gifted more moments, and hope to make the best of them. I have joined a support group that focuses on somatic movement for patients and family members of those with cancer; after two sessions, I am in love. So much so, maybe next week I will make it on time. I am discovering Mel Robbins, whose podcast is a highlight when I have time to listen. And hugs from a Texan are way under rated.

Chemo Monday.

4 more rounds.

Mantras:

Trust the Universe. Let change happen.

Music:

Mamas and Papas, “California Dreaming”