Done, Over, Finito!

Nurse Judy and Mickey on "graduation" day!

I drove home from Florida two weeks ago. Got Sedona and the Turtle all settled in at the house then flew back down to Fort Myers Beach to be with my mom for her final chemo. Before returning, however, I asked if she wanted to wear my skull-and-barbed-wire do-rag to her last treatment and she said "yes!" I tell you, my mom totally kicks ass -- she rocked it on that last CBitch treatment. I have no doubt she'll start feeling stronger and more confident about her health the farther away she gets from Sep. 23.

My mom and I had some really great conversations during the nearly 2.5 months that Sedona and I called Fort Myers Beach home. While the insidiousness of cancer was not an infrequent topic, it certainly did not rule our exchanges. Lots of reminiscing and lots of looking forward -- we also talked about the grace we've received from God to help us through this trial.

It's been an adjustment returning to Ohio, and I'm not referring to the weather. I miss being around my parents every day. My siblings and I are fortunate to have a mom and dad as wonderful as Mickey and Bill.