No tests now, just waiting. Waiting for the next step in this cancer journey, the next surgery and treatment.
Time enough for thinking and remembering. The year has brought loss and pain, many many endings. Desperate to press forward despite it all.
My youngest kitten snuggles closer as we listen to the wind chimes outside. Wind and chaos and rain fill our evening. But the storm and the falling leaves also prompt the chimes to add music to our hours.
Picking up my Kindle, I read:
“Our present circumstances will not determine where we will go; it merely dictates where we will start.” —J.C. Ryan
I wrap myself in a blanket and wonder about the future. Perhaps a new beginning after all of this struggle and heartbreak?