Napping is such a selfish lover. He demands every free second and makes you feel so good while you're with him but when you leave, you feel worse. This is my thought for today or course, right before I'm about to nap. I made it a whole two hours today without climbing back into bed. Climbing back into this safe haven that I love so much. An island where everything is perfect and there is no pain. This is my nook. My stress relief and my love. So I will continue to nap everyday no matter how bad for my health it is because it makes me happy.
Steve has (hopefully) his last round of chemo today. After the next three weeks of getting over this round, hopefully he will start down the path to recovery from this last year of pain he, and my family, have been through. Having someone close to you in so much pain is a hard thing to bare. It's something I think about a lot. What do you do if you're faced with a 35% chance of living to see your next birthday? I think a lot of people would give up, but not me. I say fight as hard as you can and do as much as you can to enjoy your life. You're going to die someday anyway, this is true. But why does it have to be now? My answer to you is that it doesn't. Sure that's a bad statistic, but it's better than no chance at all and I'm proud to say I know someone who is beating it.
I've always known my family is strong. But until Steve got sick, I didn't understand how strong. When my mom called and told me the diagnosis I remember in the same sentence her telling me that it was fine and that we didn't need to worry because he was strong. That is the most understated thing I could have ever heard. Steve is by far one of the strongest people I know, cancer or not. He never does anything "half ass" and does everything right the first time. Though we butt heads a lot, I still learn from him every day.
When I was little he used to do this trick where he could rub a penny under his skin, and bring it out again. He says he doesn't remember doing it, but I sure do. I remember rubbing pennies into my arm until it was red as a tomato trying to be that magical, but it never worked. Some people just have a little bit of magic in them and some people don't.
I know this is a weird post for me, but I felt like he deserved some recognition today. Because today is a celebratory day. Not only is Steve (hopefully) done with chemo, but it's also casual corduroy thursday.
This ended up having nothing to do with napping and I'm sorry for lack of my usual circular posts, but that's all I have for now.
Remember

Anyone can give up, it's the easiest thing in the world to do. But to hold it together when everyone else would understand if you fell apart, that's true strength.