June 13th

A year ago today Dr. Susan gruffly told me that I had cancer, and to call the Breast Center to get started with my treatment. A year ago today my daughter sat sobbing in my lap when I told her I was sick. A year ago today, I was scared.

And today, I didn't even notice it was the anniversary until dinner time. No angst, no sorrow, no gloom, just another day.

I think that playing real concerts this weekend was the perfect delineation for me. I am no longer a cancer patient, but instead I am a violinist, a database designer, a wife and a mother [in no particular order] again.

I am me again, albeit with new limitations.