Today is Tuesday, June 19th

I feel like I've been submerged in very deep water and gradually, as I see the light above, I'm working my way to the surface where I can breathe again. Normal? Stress has been my constant companion for more than 2 years. My body and mind have been wracked with the weight of every decision and adrenaline, a constant driver in our fight or flight...

We are truly blessed... I believe this horrible fight is almost over. Evidence? Last week we took advantage of circumstances and flew to Las Vegas to reunite with family. On May 25th, Bruno had finally given T hope by affirming that he could fly and even venture into a club to hear some music. There was light at the end of this dark tunnel... That weekend, Johnny informed me that he was flying Jay and his family out to Vegas for a few days in conjunction with Shar's convention. T & I hate Vegas BUT this was an opportunity to see our great niece & nephew, Jay & Holly, Johnny & Shar & I kept picturing poolside. So, on the 10th, we flew Spirit Airlines out of Oakland for the first time and heeded Johnny's advice to pay for our bags and seats ahead of time. Fabulous airport- in & out incredibly quickly and the flight was great- shades of Southwest.. to the city that truly never sleeps... stayed at the Monte Carlo and went with the flow...mostly people watching and pool dipping... lots of freaks in Old Town... anyway, upon our arrival back home; it all hit me... this was the first time in over 15 years that we have traveled anywhere and T hadn't been ill either upon arrival in a strange city or back home or both!!!!! UNBELIEVABLE!!!

Is it over? Can we dare believe that T is in remission? It was all an afterthought. Neither one of us realized it while it was happening... it took a few days to 'get it'. Tracy is on his way back... OMG!!! I'm still trying to grasp what that all means.

In the meantime, life goes on with all the mundane everyday things and the demands of my business. Slowly but surely we'll find our way... Now I just wish my laptop would be fixed for good, along with our big screen TV and the bar frig.

 One thing at a time... one step at a time... one foot in front of the other... That's life as we know it on the central coast...