July 11, 2015

Drinking what seems to have become my “3AM-steroid-driven-night-thoughts-tonic” of warm milk turmeric and cinnamon, I’m proud because I’ve made it to 4AM! And I know now that my East Coast contingent of love and support are AWAKENING!!!

Here in my home I slowly and gently do the motherly rounds.
Slipping on my robe, snatching the necessary supplies I’ll need while calming my mind downstairs – journal, good pen, book, phone.

Leaving my resting husband in his dreams, sliding past my snoozing mom and dad, not wanting to disturb their sweet spooning slumber. Checking on my beautiful daughters, which of course they have wound up snuggling like little puppies again.

Everyone is safe and content
which gives me peace

I guess what inspired me to share all this with you is because when I went to get a mug from the mug cabinet for my early morning concoction, there was only one mug, not just one, but MY MUG! The rest were in the dishwasher.
Now this mug was made for me about 4 years ago by a very dear friend in Haines, Alaska. Whom we’ve shared our hearts together and have had many adventures. And she put that chunk of clay on her wheel with me in mind and pulled and pushed her love into that block and created something I hold dear.

Upon seeing this “Love Mug” I realized that my family all knows this affinity and to leave it for ME! Then I started to think about how “well trained” my immediate cancer team is! The last round we had to all work thru the treatment for 6 months. We are like those long Alaskan summer Chilkat Guides days guiding the rivers. By the time 6 months rolled around we were dialed. A well oiled piece of machinery! RTG! NO NFG!

Clean dishes ready to be put away, wiped down countertops, empty and clean sink, sponge squeezed out, cleaned dining table, flowers centered, night- light on, Ruby dog out, Marley in, front door locked, dogs fed and watered, poop picked up, chickens good, garden watered.

I BECK! THEY CALL! NO JUDGEMENT!

just unconditional LOVE

My immediate team. Going thru this, again, with me hand in hand, spirit with spirit and the “therapy” hasn’t even begun.

So, here’s to love mugs
drink up!