I have, in the past, come to this site to rant, dream, share, cry, laugh, and say good-bye (at least twice).

Last year I was diagnosed with terminal cancer, endured six months of treatment (designed to keep you alive a little longer and much more uncomfortably…my opinion), seven months ago I stopped treatments (and any and all medications). I just worked on me, me accepting, me living until I die, me being at peace.

Yesterday…yesterday, after blood work and other invasions it was determined that for all their searching they could not detect any cancer. I am in total remission.

Not the shoe I expected.

Now I have to drag all this contentment/peace around all the time.

In this new world with so much pain, fear, and confusion my minor problem (feeling…good) is out of place.

Its OK, I’ve got a plan.

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