It’s been more than two weeks since I’ve last written. The best news is surgery #1 was successful in evicting the cancer. We are so grateful to the surgical team at Georgetown University Lombardi Cancer Clinic/Oursman Breast Center. There are still some unknowns when it comes to treatment and the more extensive surgery #2, but no cancer is a great phrase to hear and write. I should be in a very celebratory mood, right? I’m not. It’s strange this existence I’m inhabiting right now. The things that used to incite joy just don’t anymore. As a matter of fact, I can’t seem to find joy or contentment anywhere. What is wrong with me? Luckily, I do have much more headspace for work, so that’s been a slight change for the better. Before the cancer was out, I worked but really just meandered through the day with limited brain capacity to think about anything other than Mrs. Koog and the “possible but not probable” outcome. But as for my non-work life, I’d describe it as uncomfortable.
This blog began when I was 33, now I’m in my early 50’s. My immaturity and good looks game remain strong. I live with my wife, twin boys and a 130lb Great Dane mix in the DC area. This blog is dedicated to them, each one a muse (or foil) depending on the day; reminding me the abundance of love and blessings I am fortunate enough to have, observe and document. The views published here are my own and all content (written or photos) are mine! Someday, I will grow up, just not today.