Good News. Bad news.

Let’s start with the good.

I’m eating.
Real food. Soups. Sandwiches. Homemade tacos. Whatever I can handle — I’m eating.

Some things are still too heavy, but I don’t even care. I am just so happy to be eating again.

I still have stomach pain. It’s daily. I’m on medication to manage it.
The surgery was successful — and I’m grateful for that — but the pain now is coming from other tumors.

And that leads to the hard part.

There are spots on my stomach lining and in my lungs.
So I restart chemo on March 10th.

I’m not looking forward to that.

I’m exploring alternatives, too, but I don’t know enough yet to say much about that path.

In the middle of all of this, there are two things making me smile.

The first: letters from Brice at bootcamp.

I love hearing how he’s doing — and he’s doing great. He’s made friends (which doesn’t surprise me at all). Knowing he’s thriving brings me so much peace.

The second: my first round of books sold out.

That one feels surreal.
I ordered another batch, so we have more in stock now. The feedback has been beautiful, and I can’t wait for more of you to experience it.

Good and bad.
Grief and gratitude.
Pain and tacos.

That’s where we are.