Where There is a Will, There is a Way...

Mental health (or lack of) plays a dominant role in a cancer patient's life. The mental fight is half the battle - it is amazing to see the strength of ties between the body and the mind. The past month has been challenging, to say the least. The ups and downs have been so widespread that I have forgotten how "middle ground" feels. The past week has been a huge improvement in our day-to-day lives. Bill has been taking his share of naps, but at least they have been naps and not an all day coma. He usually manages to leave the bedroom for half of the day, and we have even gone a few places lately. The choice he makes to force himself out of bed seems to be just that... a choice. Granted, it is not easy for him to get up and make it downstairs, but where there is a will, there is a way. At least I feel comforted that he CAN do it. It is left up to his mental state to determine if he wants to. Please don't misunderstand, I am not complaining or taking it personally, it is simply par for the course. Depression is a huge part of this ordeal... even the little magic anti-depressant pills can't fix everything for him... but they sure have done wonders for me! Tom Cruise can judge all he wants!

My brother and I are starting our own blog. We are not ready to open it to the public, but maybe sometime that day will come. Writing is something that comes easily for both of us, and we are combining our skills to possibly write a book. In other words, my parents raised one author, it just was spread between the two of us. The blog is about our (rather priviledged, yet hilarious) childhood... aren't they all? We are going to tell the same event from our younger years, just with two completely different perspectives. Of course mine is the accurate view and his will be so far fetched and skewed... :)