Lost & Found, My Cancer Experiences Continue

I lost my hair, but found resourcefulness

     During the 12 months leading up to and following MY 2006 (March Madness through September Sanity) cancer battle, I lost
& found a plethora of treasures:

• I lost my treasured dog Emmitt a few months before the diagnosis, but eventually found 4 grand-dogs.
• I lost my dear 80+-year-old Dad just prior to cancer diagnosis, but found cherished memories of his hospital final breaths shared with my sister-in-law.
• I lost "the girls," but found my TOO identity.
• I lost my two children's 2006 birthdays (on April 3 & 20), but I found their birthdays again, in 2007 when they turned 24 and 27.
• I lost being an active part of my daughter's wedding plans, but found the ceremony beautifully orchestrated, on June 9, 2007.
• I lost my daughter to marriage, but found a too sterling son-in-law and superdad to our grandchildren.
• I lost my hair to chemo, but it grew back as I found quirky resourcefulness.
• I lost black-&-white certainty, that eating healthy + exercise + the "good person" (arrogance) card = no cancer; and, instead I'm still finding the helpless, deep-down reliance card, depending on Jesus.

2012 Costa Rica Flame of the Forest Tree

     Last, (drum roll, please) and maybe least, I was lost in chemo fog. And,
8 long years later, I now may be finding my brain again, but... 

...the brain morphed
& is
catching fire. Tres Bon.