Today was the in-house departmental memorial for our professor. (See 10-10-12 Post) It was tough. First "funeral" I've been to since my diagnosis. I've wondered more concretely in the past couple years what my funeral would be like. I really hope it's moving as Dr. Peterson's. Chris was the kind of person who not only accomplished a lot, he did the most important thing: deeply impacted the people around him in a very haphazard way. He just stopped by, listened, CARED, and made people laugh. Yes he was incredibly intelligent and accomplished individual, but he was a humble, loving and well-loved individual, which is the part that every person in that room claimed is the part he would be remembered for. I'm incredibly proud/thankful for my education and accomplishments, but I do consider my relationships to be the best thing about me. The night before my surgery I wasn't afraid at all, because I faced down death KNOWING I was well-loved. Not everyon...
Life changed quickly when I found out I had a brain tumor on January 14th, 2011, and that that tumor was cancer on the 27th. This is the documentation of my life since cancer, the ups, downs, and in-betweens, and most importantly, finding One Less Thing To Worry About... every step, every day.