Surviving more than 1 year

June 8 was my diagnosis anniversary, June 11 my surgery anniversary. Kept thinking about blogging about it, but could not settle my mind enough to do it, especially after attending my son's college orientation weekend. It was wonderful, but exhausting, and I felt lucky to be there with him and my husband. It sas taken me some time to think it through, all of the changes a year can bring, from trial lawyer to professional patient; from working mom to sick mom, from taking care of my husband to him taking care of me. To not caring about what car I drive since I rarely drive anymore. From someone cooking 4-5 nights per week or maybe 4-5 nights per month. Someone with energy to someone without energy and verve. Now, finally, learning to knit, something I have tried before but couldn't get, yet this time it seems to be clicking. How weird is that, the clicking of the needles and the clicking in my mind. This was never where I planned to end up but here I am, just trying to make it through each day and maybe get another year.