Fallishness

It's a rainy day in Missouri. Life has been pretty uneventful (that's a good thing). I feel like I'm slacking when I'm not busy so it's hard to adjust to the lack of appointments, hospitalizations, medication changes and general dashing around trying to get things done. I feel tired and stagnant, like I'm not making any progress.

I see a classmate from my social work program occasionally. When I saw her yesterday, she gave me something great to think about. She explained to me that these slow weeks when nothing is happening ARE progress in and of themselves. That helps me a lot. As much as I resist it, the road to recovery is all about rest and recovery, in addition to hard work.

As Canadian Thanksgiving draws near, I am more conscious of all the things I have to be thankful for. An acquaintance from Curves just returned from spending a few months with her daughter and prematurely born grandson. It is amazing to spend time around people so intimately involved in the most traumatic aspects of life. It brings back the feelings of my treatments in Seattle and reminds me of the gift of living with such a clear focus on the importance of living well, love, giving care, and support. I am thankful for the suport I have received from you.

I am very much enjoying the Halloween "season." I pulled out all of my Halloweeny things and I walk through any seasonal displays I can find anywhere. I made a wreath for my Mom in preparation for my brother, niece and nephew coming to visit from Illinois. We look forward to seeing them tonight.

In short, all is well. I'm tapering down off of some medications and managing to avoid any GVHD right now. I'm working through some fall doldrums but enjoying the change of season none-the-less. I wish you all well. Happy October!! Jill