04/06/2026
A few years ago, we went to see & Juliet in Toronto and I remember sitting there thinking…
“The girls would love this! I want to bring them to see it.”
Yesterday, we made that happen. 🤍
Sitting beside them, watching their reactions, hearing them laugh, seeing them take it all in…it felt so special.
And if I’m being honest…as beautiful as it was, it also hit me in a completely different (and unexpected) way.
On the drive home, I felt this wave.
Because I realized something I don’t really want to say out loud…I don’t want those kinds of days to end. I don’t want to feel like I’m on some invisible countdown. I don’t want to rush into chemo.
I don’t want this next part.
I just want more of that…More shows. More laughter. More normal nights where cancer isn’t the main character.
And I think that’s the part no one really talks about…
How you can have the most beautiful, memory-making day…and still feel this quiet sadness sitting underneath it.
Both co-exist.
The joy of making it happen.
And the ache of knowing why you felt the urgency to.
Last night reminded me how much I love this life.
And maybe that’s why it feels so heavy right now…because I don’t want anything to take me away from it.
So I’m holding onto moments like that tighter than ever.
Not because I’m counting down…
but because I’m choosing to be fully in them, while I can. 🤍