Normality

I usually begin writing without a title in mind.  Then I puzzle for hours about what I should call the piece I have just written.  Trying to be clever, witty, snappy and fun.  When sometimes the simplest titles work best.

Today, that is definitely the case.  I had chemo on Thursday.  Thanks to the miracles of anti-emetics (the strongest I could get), I had no sickness or nausea.  Definite #WIN  I feel a bit spaced out and weird but that is only to be expected.  I spent much of the weekend and today laid on the sofa, enjoying the things that usually go on in my house at that time... kids squabbling, complaining about their chores and arguing over what will go on the TV. 

Some people might find the thought of me enjoying that strange.  But it isn't.  That is NORMALITY and for me right now, the most important thing I could hope for.

I don't want my children worrying about me, about whether I am going to beat this cancer, or trying to tiptoe around me and be quiet.  I don't want them to feel like they cannot be kids.  Because in all of this, that is such an important thing.  I do not want cancer to rob them of their childhood.

Children should not have these worries.  Tim and I have been honest with them, whilst protecting them from the worst of it.  While ever they are just being themselves, that helps me stay strong and that helps us all.