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While we wait (yes, still
waiting) on a date to head to Houston, we just don’t sit around here with our
heads hanging low…nooooo! We keep
busy. In between naps, Miki folds
laundry, works on stuff, opens cards/emails/texts, works on stuff, does her
breathing treatment, works on stuff, naps…well you get the picture. Me…I start the laundry, get Miki the
mail that contains cards, gets her breathing treatment stuff together, and
while she naps and works on stuff, I have been finishing the T-house. Its not officially done, but other than
a gate thing at the top of the ladder that I haven’t designed and built yet,
IT’S DONE. I finished the siding
yesterday as the cold front blew in…just in time! Today I finished the railing on the backside that I left off
to pass materials up through and cleaned all the scrap wood up in the
yard. Sometime soon I will invite
the city codes inspector over to give it the final okay (with any luck) and we
will check this dream off Miki’s list of things to make Wallie go…What?
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The unofficial finish marked by the railing
on the back of the T-house. |
Before this journey began,
I’m not sure I would have jumped all over the idea of a tree house in the
backyard. But as much as Miki
enjoyed watching the progress and visiting the top a few times, I enjoyed
making it happen and cracking the whip on the poor volunteers that put their
back into it. It’s drawn some
attention from people walking in the park and a few have ventured for a closer
look. It has attracted some of you
to the top to see what it is that Miki envisioned by sitting in the trees. I’m not saying it is right for
everyone, but it was right for us, right now. After it becomes officially done and the permit is taken
down from being displayed in plain sight (somehow that never happened…oops)
there is a list of other things to take on the job of distracting me from
intermittently facing the reality of this journey. For Miki, I trust I will find her in the tree house, doing
whatever tree house dwellers do.
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Before this journey began, I
didn’t know that much about the amusement park-like ride that cancer takes you
on. Instead of standing in line to
get on the ride, you stand/sit around at doctors appointments or in E.R. rooms
waiting for help. Instead of the
anticipation and adrenalin rush of the ride, you hurry up and wait with the
anticipation of what is causing that pain or what kind of cancer might it
be. Instead of getting use to the
thrills and chills of impending danger, you get the thrills of seeing your
favorite chemo infusion nurses and the chills of getting use to side effects
from drugs you never knew the names of.
Instead of hoping the ride never ends, you wish for no one to ever get
on this one and that you will be able to get off sooner than later. After this journey sees a conclusion,
it will be nice to find a new normal.
Before I met Miki, who am I
fooling, I don’t remember much before Miki (it was a long time ago). After I met Miki, she enhanced the
person that has jumped on board with her to see this story through. I’ve learned some intangible things
that I can’t really put into words, become envious of her strength and courage,
and made steadfast the love I have for her. Even though life can suck at times, life with Miki has
gotten better and better as time goes on.
And since time doesn’t seem to slow down or stop, I can’t wait to see
where we go from here.
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