I would like to take this opportunity to say that cancer can kiss my ass. (Sorry Mom!) And that is all I have on that subject today. Except for this: Failure is not an option people. Not an option at all.
Lilly and I have had quite the world wind of trips these last two weeks. There was Lego Land two weeks ago, and then this week, we went to Lake Shasta. I was disconnected from civilization. It took me a few days to overcome the need to tweet all of my activities. I never actually got over not having ANY access at all to text or phone service. I could do without that. No access to my husband, child or my parents. It was hard. Turns out I didn't need to worry, but what if there was a problem? Remember the days when there were actual pay phones and we didn't have immediate access to people? Were those the days? Hard to figure out if they were or not.
Lilly and I, and each one of the other 15 or so people on our houseboat had a great time this last week. We swam, read, laughed, skied, danced, ate and generally had more fun than should be allowed. Friends played. Cousins swam. Men and women cooked. Others washed dishes; many many dishes. People hiked. I hiked. I got poison oak. I won't be hiking again. Ever.
Lilly and her BFF had quite the time...
They are totally not having any fun...
Many times this past week I sat on the deck of the houseboat, reading a book listening to the laughter of my daughter radiate off the water and I wondered, how did I get here? What did I do to deserve this time in my life? I have my husband, my children, my family and friends. We are all intertwined in love and blessings. No matter what, we have each other. Every day, I am lucky. Every. Single. Day.
