Agent Holly sent me a Christmas wish for all my favorite holiday movies and “the best imaginable puppy-pile with all four of your dudes” and when I read the wish I thought, “How does she know?”
That is definitely the perfect holiday wish for me, which despite reading my blog she couldn’t truly have known without a lot of love for me. ;) And so my holiday wish for all of you is the best imaginable of whatever your favorite moment might be.
I had a day recently that was the best day I’d had in weeks. It was kind of a big deal. Michael and I went to Kansas City for a recheck with my lung surgeon. And you know what he told me? He said, “Yes, Serenity, I got it all.” He cut out one nodule and dug out the other and then he did some wash thing throughout my chest cavity that apparently can kill stray cancer cells as well. And after all that I said, “So…technically…I’m cured.” And he totally agreed.
I’m cured, People. I don’t have cancer on Christmas. I still have to do chemo, of course. It’s an important part of doing everything we can to make this my last recurrence. But I’m focusing for now on the technically. And I’m all over the puppy pile.
So please, before you go, think of the happiest possibility for your Christmas. And consider that my wish for you.