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.

Dear Chemotherapy – You are not the funnest thing I’ve ever done; however, you’re not the worst thing either.  In fact, there are some very tangible, appreciable GOOD things about you! Since you’re so maligned and Jane Public generally thinks you’re terrifying, I thought I would post some of your benefits here today.

• You’re very good at what you do.  Kill All the Cells!
• Everyone I meet comments about how great I look – glowing skin, etc.  Yep.  It’s true. My skin is super smooth, fresh and soft.  Even the calluses on the feet are gone. I’m getting a full body chemical peel from the inside out.
• You’ve killed my sweet tooth, especially for ice cream.  Sweet foods taste terrible to me right now.  I’m not even tempted by an open bag of Dove chocolates.
• Perfect Hair. Every. Single. Day.
• You’ve given me loads of extra time every morning for snoozing and eating a leisurely breakfast – No hair to blow dry! No shaving!
• I’ve met some incredibly nice, compassionate and amazing folks at the local Chemo Bar.

  There’s Good In Everything.  Keep the Faith.