The first snow of the winter arrived Saturday November 28th. Old man winter is here to stay, and how I dread the cold and the snow.
Yesterday I saw my oncology Doctor, and as I suspected, there is no magical cure for this illness. The best I can hope for is a treatment that will put me in remission.
With these negative thoughts rambling around in my head today, I'm afraid I'm feeling a bit maudlin. I wonder what shall I do now? Should I embrace thoughts of death and the unfinished conclusion of my life. Or should I just banish such thoughts, pick myself up, and live to fight another day.
"What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us" - Oliver Wendell Holmes