The Stillroom

Today I made the mistake of looking for a name in the obituary section of the newspaper online and accidentally came across the name of a man that passed away after his valiant fight with pancreatic cancer. It wasn’t his name that popped out, it was the words valiant fight against pancreatic cancer. Yesterday I told Mike I feel like I will outlive the projected timeline the doctor gave me. Then I read this and suddenly felt so defeated. But, he is not me. Yes, I am in the fight of my life. Today, everyday, I feel like I’m somehow winning. This is why I pull cards from my Woodland Wardens Oracle deck. I love animals and flowers and these cards give me food for thought on the daily. Today’s card helps me to get my creativity going. Last evening I said to Mike ” I feel like we should be out in the world doing something.” But what does one do when the weather isn’t great and one is in their 60’s? Well, one does what I call old people shit. We have sown our crazy oats and a day out is just driving around , listening to the radio, picking up meds, gassing up the car, hitting Jean Marc in Millvale for Sunday morning croissants and then to LoLa to visit the Fat Butcher. This morning after reading that obit, I cried for one minute on Mike’s shoulder then said “I gotta do dishes” and it was over. I’m not so sure what my creative ingenuity will develop into today but I know I have to scrub my kicks in Oxy soap and then soak a couple of tops too that got stained from the most excellent Mexican food Mike made yesterday. For creative ingenuity, perhaps I shall make adult bibs. I never seem to escape a meal without a stain on my blouse🫤