Stupendously Sublime

I have not written anything this year, I’m acutely aware of this fact. The passion with which I used to write, sometimes my fingers were unable to match my speed of thought. Now, it’s a separate story, for me there is no audience anymore, no one to read my thoughts. My fancies don’t soar anymore. My mind doesn’t vacation in fantasy land. I live on earth and consume dirt. 2024, was good and not good. My sweet completed her chemo like the champion she is, and then completed the hard part. A Body, life and soul altering surgery. The dread I felt during those days leading up to the surgery date was not something I would wish upon my enemies. She made it through just fine and I knew I had the jitters. Then my friend DP’s mother also got afflicted by this disease – another fight was beginning just as this one was ending. Thus began the long and arduous road of immunotherapy. Which went on for months and every one of the sessions was an ordeal for my sweet. Sometimes I think that it’s a b...