I had a few stressful days this week. I found out that a friend from high school has cancer. He's a father of 3 and so in love with his sweet wife. He's also the bread winner. As I shared my dismay with my husband he held me in his arms and said that we know this will not be the last because if where I lived as a teen. How right he was! The very next day I found out that another Dugway-ite had gone in for a biopsy and are going to be sending her back to the states to meet with an oncologist. Her daughter, a sweet friend just a few years younger, called me that afternoon and we cried together. It's nice to be able to answer questions and help where I can. I was going to quit talking about my cancer this year. I'll still talk less but enough so that I can help others. It just seems like more and more young people are being effected than ever before. So I decided then and there to quit saving the fancy silverware my mom gave me my senior year of high school. I pulled it out and washed it off. The kids are excited to use it and we are happy to make every day a little bit more special.
I do have some good news. My daughter is a sharp shooter. We let her shoot my .22 single shot rifle and she hit the targets over and over again perfectly. (She's got my aim that's for sure) And I'm almost done with my Oregon scrapbook. Looks like it's going to take 2 volumes - my husband is one talented photographer. Speaking of photography talent - you have go to see the photos of the Bald Eagle we spotted after target practice. Good thing we took our cameras with us! It's right HERE.