Steve and I are good - growing a lot individually and together.
Grandma started chemo again and although her first week was rough, this week went well. Tonight during a telephone conversation Grandma commented on Farrah Faucett's death. Farrah had cancer and Grandma said "I'm glad [she's gone]. She's in a better place and she suffered for so long." I needed to hear that! I needed to know that she's ok with whatever lies ahead, that cancer doesn't have to be about surviving but about trying to live the best quality of life you can for as long as you can.
