The days sometimes seem to run together now. It’s Friday and after her radiation treatment, we were on the road home before 8am.

Going home for the weekend is about as big a deal as it gets. The hours spent in our Chicago apartment are beginning to take a toll on both of us; Suzanne at least has her sewing machine up there and me, well, just this laptop.

Writing these posts daily actually has been a big stress reliever for me. I have been able to share with everyone what is actually happening in Suzanne’s treatment plan, something that usually happens only with family in these situations and less often with friends. In this case, everyone who wants to know, can.

It has also let me reveal more about me, my thoughts on life, my thoughts on Suzanne’s cancer, my thoughts on religion, and God. But most of all, it has given me a place to release emotions that I have about our current situation. Suzanne & I have cried often over the words that I have written, usually for good cause, but always to allow each other a chance to share in the anguish we have.

56 days into this journey and I’m starting to wonder what it is that I’m going to write about next. I wondered about today, and, well . . . . . . here you go.

Let me hear in the morning of your steadfast love, for in you I trust. Make me know the way I should go, for to you I lift up my soul.
Psalm 143:8