Nature's beuty is at it best.

I just get very excited to see my house in the winter like this. I guess you can't take the New Hampshire blood out of a world traveler. It is just so beautiful when it snows and even ice storms. I know I'm in a minority when I say I even like being out side breathing the fresh brisk cold air. Made an attempt to shovel but the ice proved stronger. Then when I went in I found out that my gremlins didn't care for the exercise much and put me to sleep for a couple of hours. Where has my stamina gone? Speaking of gremlins, another week of the Taxol Chemo and things are still the same. I talked yesterday to another patient that he and I share identical situations and he mentioned another local man also in that group. Both are battling angry gremlins while I seem to be very fortunate and not suffering from any of them. I can't help but wonder why. Ponder on the question, "Does this mean anything special?" , "Does it count for something?" And what is the difference. Cindy and I talked a lot about this and we are deeply convinced that the only difference must be the prayer. An answer that I truly believe in. I sit and want to feel with certainty that something is going on inside me that is good. As each Chemo Monday comes I HOPE for more confidence that it is working. The hardest part is waiting for a scan as proof to see the improvement. The hardest one is the tumor, is it shrinking, is it gone? What about the lymphs, are they clearing? Others talk about their tumor growing and causing additional problems while I feel just the opposite. I truly just keep looking ahead to the bright way ahead on my path with the help of your prayers, support, thoughts, love and best wishes. And for that, you know how much you are loved and appreciated. God bless you all.