The roller coaster

When LeRoy was seeing so many doctors, we would be hopeful for every new treatment, chemo, radiation, etc.  I often described our life as a roller coaster because it was indeed full of ups and downs.

I'm finding that mourning is even more of a roller coaster.  A couple of days ago, I couldn't do anything without crying.  Finding a recipe for something LeRoy loved, coming up against the frustration of changing Medicare drug plans, trying to answer friends honestly when they asked how I am --- all brought forth Niagara Falls. 

For no discernible reason, the next few days were just "up."  I even treated myself this morning to making banana cupcakes.  Just for fun.  I have plenty of housework I should be doing, but as soon as I get to the store for cream cheese (which I thought I had!) I will be frosting those beauties.

I probably need to adopt the policy that LeRoy and I used when he was getting so sick.  We would tell folks about having good and bad days, and we would say that we just got through the bad ones and really enjoyed the good ones.

Not a bad plan for living.  Especially when you remember to look up on BOTH kinds of days.

Make it a good day, friends.