Monday: enough chemo to stop a rock slide, or make a posse of fear-crazed camels drool, stumble and write bad checks.
Tuesday: Major league bone marrow injection, and retrieving the elderly Dad from the airport.
Wednesday: feeling a little South of spiffy.
Thursday: Feeling crappy, but willing to shop.
Friday: Intimate gathering of 150+ friends to express/demonstrate/define the love of a warrior.
Saturday.......... rockin' the two piece, and representing the power of love at the pool.
She's my baby girl, and there's no way I could be any prouder, or humbled, by her indomitable spirit, grace and unyielding courage.
I love you, Becky.