I guess I should say right at the outset that if you are one of my readers who is ready for me to get back to my normal single parent blog, I’m going to disappoint you. In fact, I’m likely to disappoint you for some time to come. So if you are ready to get over this whole cancer thing, and switch subjects, then it would probably be a good idea to visit some other blogs. The fact is is that cancer is dominating my waking existence, and though I tried to think of other topics to blog about for today, I kept coming back to one incontrovertible truth: most things that people occupy themselves with, and worry about, and argue about, just do not seem very important to me right now.

And it is unlikely that I will ever return to offering a normal single parent blog, simply because I no longer am a normal single parent. But I sure would like to be.

It seems that the universe has other plans for me, though I actually doubt that there are any plans, and other lessons for me to learn. I don’t doubt the existence of lessons.

What I do know is that this blog has brought me in contact with some of the most amazing, loving, giving, and generous people I have ever met. I had no way of knowing when I started this blog, that it would become such an important part, maybe the most important part, of my emotional support and sense of purpose.

I can’t give you a better example than what happened to me today. I had an appointment today with my surgeon and radiologist. I’ll be brief and say that the meeting left me demoralized and scared. I left with a deeper understanding of just how serious my situation is. I drove home alone, doing everything I could to keep myself calm and rational. I didn’t have the children today, so I knew the house would be empty when I got home.

But my iPhone lit up with an email from Rachel Sarah asking about how I was doing. I called her back and she talked with me for almost the entire drive home. She reminded me about Gail Konop Baker’s supportive blog post today, which also reminded me of the others here, here, here,and here. Then, when I did get home, I walked up to my front door only to find a package from Susan Courtad of One Woman Show, a tin filled with yummy popcorn balls and other halloween treats all packaged in some hilarious halloween decorations.

And ALL of this, from people I had not met in person or online just four months ago. And more, the blog has also become the way that old friends, and even relatives have reconnected with me. I could not be happier about it. And this reconnection, and reaffirmation of just the plain goodness in people, is the only topic I can think of that is worthy of a blog post today.

So while I may have my downer days, I also just as certainly have my blog family to pick me back up. So thank you all from the bottom of my heart. You made a world of difference to me today.

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