Decadent

It has been one week since we left home. I can honestly say, I’m happy not doing anything at all. In the few instances when guilt starts to trickle in and I feel the need to do “something”, I simply open a book or play in the surf with the kids. It is pure decadence and I would be happy to have it go on forever. I love the weather, the sea, the sun, the surf. This is a good place to be. It is hard to believe that one year ago, Lisa was fighting for her life and was bald (I just looked at some pictures and amazingly, I forgot how bald she was). I guess we truly did get thru that time moment by moment because now, looking back, it seems impossible that we endured all that we did. How could she have been so ill? I just can’t believe it all happened. I look at her now and find it infeasible to believe she won’t beat the odds even though they are against her. Why does being by the ocean make life seem so simple and fun-filled? Is there a way to capture this feeling of contentment and hope? If there is, I surely hope I find the way to do it and that Lisa continues to be a survivor.


You can't really see her waves here, but the back of her head is definitely curling up. For more pictures go to http://welovelisa.shutterfly.com/