I called it a tumorversary for five years.
For five years I let the nagging feeling that maybe he was still growing something, you know IN HIS BRAIN quietly knot in my stomach.
5 years ago today, they spent 10 or 12 or 100million hours cutting a golf-sized ball of tumor out of HIS BRAIN!
The doctors all say that though this wasn’t cancer, 5 clean years is a really good marker that nothing else is gonna show up.
I’ll take it.
But, I’m going to move forward with a celebration of his health, not a celebration of his lack of illness.
It’s time to untie the knot.