Dear Chemo – You’ve been a blast, but I am SO GLAD to see your backside as you Leave the Building!! Say hi to Elvis for me!
Dear Favorite Pair of Wedge Shoes – I’m talking to you, Left Shoe. Why have you left me in a lurch? Seriously – just because you’re umpteen years old is NO REASON to suddenly decide to come unglued at the sole. Especially because I wanted to wear you today.
Dear Louise – Thank you for the warning about the post-chemo crazy mood swings, and I wasn’t entirely kidding when I said that I would send my boys to stay with you (and other Friends!) for a few weeks. It’s for their own sanity and safety, you know. As a bonus for you and other volunteers, they’re good workers and know how to turn compost, build garden beds and use tools.
Dear Hair – Grow fast. FAST, I tell you!
Keep the Faith.