today, i am thinking of joyce. my mentor, friend, soul, deep deep being of all things true and real. this photo was taken a few days before joyce died, 2 years ago. i think about her each day and have been thinking about this acronym lately, WWJGD? (What Would Joyce Gellhorn Do?) my iphone reminds me of this thought daily, at 9am, and i smile, and i think, "yes, thank you joyce".
strongest woman i have ever met. wolverine.
and today was also sunday, is sunday, and sundays to me have always felt precious. like sometimes you can choose to do a whole lot, or not so much at all. today i did a whole lot. (i feel the need to just say now that i kind of feel weird writing a blog about what is a "pre" part of the yet-to-happen part of my life, if that makes sense. i keep saying to myself,
who the hell is going to read this?")
who the hell is going to read this?")
great brunch with aunt sally and uncle jerry, lunch/margaritas with cyns (SO needed), and yoga and dinner with emily, david and boys. restorative. the whole day. i walked home this evening, at times through the sprinklers, and felt joyce, felt alive, felt. just felt.
tomorrow i will get my chemo schedule, and am ready to start this next part. i guess. i mean, how can one really be ready for that kinda stuff? i don't know. but i am. let's do this. (apologies to Home Depot for stealing/borrowing their slogan)
xxoo
hol
p.s. the second photo is one i took of joe, at city park. that photo is my strength these days.
