Greetings From Goldie

...before I lay down for my nap in the peeerrrfect bed. The one I share with baby bear (no, not referring to Richard,papa bear, but puppy boy Frank, aka Friend-Frank, currently of the Quakers. He's a pacifist. Now. We won't mention what became of the head of the "friends."

Ok, so. Chemo has started. It makes me tired, but I have tried to stay fairly active, as the information I have received says not to just lay around. Plus I hate laying around. 'specially not for six months--the proposed amount of time for this chemical therapy.

Saturday Yvette will cut my hair short in preparation for it falling out, and then the sheers will come out. Can you say wig?

The amount of support from my family and friends is unquantifiable. I am in awe and sooo thankful. I love you all so much and have come to believe (even before this challenge came my way) that people and relationship are the most important things in the world. We hope we will live long lives, and that there will be time between meeting deadlines and chasing aspirations to call aunt sally, and visit that old friend, and spend time with parents and siblings. But though our goals in life are fundamental to so many inner parts of ourselves, not to mention our financial well being, they are not what we will miss, they are not what makes life worth living. Therefore, they must be kept in perspective if we are to spend our lives well and with as few regrets as possible. Let's love our precious clans and let them know they are as important to us...as you all have let me know.

Thank you and may I give you all back the love you have poured into me. I know something good is gonna happen (as Kate Bush once said) and just saying it can even make it happen...xxoo