I picked up a package in my mail today. It's the Cancer Connections book which I was just published in. It's the best present I've ever gotten. I clutched it to my chest like it was a new baby and I walked home grinning the biggest grin.
People stared a little but I didn't mind. I swear I was glowing all the way home until I was able to open it and see where I was.
Beautiful. Since I've become so hyper aware of my own mortality, I've wanted there to be something that will live beyond me. Something that proves I existed. Not just as a mother but as me.
And here it is.