Looking For Answers And Rest

A day off. I don't remember the last time I took one. But it is hard for me to write about the cancer every day.

I know it's in there. I know it's eating away at me every day. But there are some days when I want it to just go away. Some days when I want it to just be quiet.

Wishful thinking, though.

I don't think that the cancer is ever quiet. It always seems to be probing or looking, trying to find a place it can cause trouble.

Laurie and I have been facing a difficult decision for the last couple of weeks.

Do we sign up for hospice, or not?

That's a big step and one that will change both our lives in fundamental ways.

We have some long and sleepless nights ahead of us.