I'm going to make six weeks of 2020 sound exciting!
Every year, when I write this letter, I think, “Maybe next year will be less dramatic. Maybe my life will finally stabilize. I don’t have to top myself every year.”. Certainly, cancer was not the way I wanted to top myself in 2018. In 2019, I traveled every month, was in 9 countries, a dozen states, and acted as if I was just released from prison, having cheated death. 2020 will be the year I settle down, I said. 2020 will be the year I stay put, I said Maybe 2020 is the year I focus inward, reflect, write more and find peace. Be careful what you wish for. Staying home in 2020 was a matter of life and death. AND it drags on. I’m catching up on my cancer blog. I see the COVID-19 reflected on my scale from too much staying put. I’ve worn a path in the floor from the laptop to the fridge to the toilet to the bed. My Google travel map is a 5-mile square area. There are a few things I’ve been mea...