Sunday

One thing I have learned is to never say it was a bad day!!!!! It is an expression that we have used way too much. How can it be a bad day when you wake up beside the person you love, when you come home to your dogs who are ever so happy to see you,when you get to be outside and breath the air. Savour the moment, yes savour the moment for time passes all to quickly. Bry is finding it harder to get a full breath of air, he tires quickly, he says that he can feel the cancer in his chest. Tuesday we find out if it as travelled anywhere else....please, please pray that it is contained in his one lung. I can't sleep he on the other hand seems to be able to shut things off and find that solitude, the one that evades me. He has promised me that no matter what we find out on Tuesday that we will fight it. I honestly think that the two of us can do anything.