Same

It’s been a while, hasn’t it?
So much has shifted, yet in some ways everything feels the same.

No biopsy after all…. a relief I didn’t realize I was holding my breath for.
My husband is walking with a cane now, a small but meaningful victory.
There’s a potential job on the horizon, though the long two-hour commute still weighs on me.

Mom just had another birthday. She’s still here, still holding on, though only barely.
My brother remains silent, and the absence lingers heavier than words.

I had to restart the 75 Hard Challenge…. discipline slips, but I’m learning to embrace the reset.
Even my book is evolving, taking on a new course and a deeper theme, I hadn’t expected.

October is next, and with it, the promise of starting fresh.
A reset feels overdue.