I contemplated blogging every day to memorialize my experience with cancer as so many others have done.
Honestly, at the point of not knowing whether I would live another month or ten more years, the decision to blog (or not to blog) was pretty simple.
Fuck blogging.
I was far more interested in enjoying what life I might have left in the surroundings and life I’d purposely created around me.
I live in a beautiful house that I had built on a beautiful non-motorized lake in southern British Columbia, which I share with my very best friend of over 40 years and our ‘son’, Jasper the Chocolate Labrador.
WHY on earth would I choose to spend time sharing the sad, and sometimes horrific tales of enduring a cancer journey with people who don’t ‘touch’ me, when I can spend that time, both good and bad, with the people who love and care for me most…
Which is exactly what I did.
Now cancer-free.