
We have been off adventuring these last couple of weeks. One spontaneous two night stay in Holt and Cley-next-the-sea and one long planned rail journey up to Inverness and Kyle of Lochalsh. Both were a wonderful escape and both felt important.

Important because we are making memories to hold on to; making the most of my now three week treatment regimen that has me well for longer and seeing even more of the world outside of this current reality, where its possible to occasionally forget that I am ill.
There is a strong need to deny the reality, it allows for Hope to fill the gaps. Whilst I may be able to hold the fear at bay for a while, ironically the escapes make it all so much more present when I get home again.
I need to breathe deeper and hold KevKev closer.
There are only two more Rounds left of this epic six month cycle. Two Rounds until a month long break from Treatment. Two Rounds until a whole new reality takes shape…
Round 11 is on Monday…
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