It's the people

I can not lie

The people who show up for you when you get the ancercay. It’s something. It’s so much something that here I am crying in my bed, as I do, because really what else is there to do but watch tv and feel feelings..but today’s morning cry is not brought by sadness rather it’s a good old basic gratitude cry. I have lived so many (and plan to live many more thank you science) beautiful episodes of life in this beautiful life. I’ve lived in a lot of places and done some things and collected a whole slew of really, really fucking good people. Funny people. Smart people. Talented people. You all are the cream that rose to the top.

You guys, it’s the people. Seeing faces, hearing voices, reading texts and cards and eating food and being wrapped in blankets and showered in ginger chews from friends and family who all would literally do anything, anything, in the world for me, for ME?, to make this stupid fucking cancer easier? I’m gratitude crying. Y’all are the best. Simply the best.