Tuesday, September 27, 2011

An end

I wish I could call this post "the end," and top if off with a "screw you cancer" just for kicks. But unfortunately I'm learning that cancer doesn't really end. It's like some sort of clever metaphor that I can't come up with right now because I'm too mad at cancer.

But you know what, cancer? My mom made it through 12 rounds of chemotherapy, so you can suck it.

I could never begin to describe what this year has been like for my mom--I'm sure I don't know the half of it myself. But what I can say is how proud I am of her and how thankful I am for the doctors, nurses, family, and friends who have made cancer treatable and this time bearable.

At the treatment center, each patient rings a bell when his or her treatment is complete. Norah and I got to help my mom ring it on Wednesday. It was a good day.

Get well soon, Mom. We love you.

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Can you say adorable?

Norah can't. But she can say:

Bye bye
J.J. (Alexi's dog)
Sup (her dog)
Night night
Mom, mom, mom