She rested on the couch in the living room to not miss any of the life energy of the house. It was as though that fueled her recovery. Her reserves had been tapped by surgery, chemo and radiation. This was merely a year after our visit to Paris and serves as a constant reminder to live each day to its fullest. All of 2012 was devoted to getting her well. In early 2013, on the first anniversary of her diagnosis, I entered my first photo challenge with this photo. To my surprise the photo was selected for a story on Interpretations of Love by Cheri Lucas Rowlands on February 14, 2013. Now when I look at the photo I don’t remember the fear that struck each day. I remember her strength. She was a warrior and this photo is our trophy.
She rested on the couch in the living room to not miss any of the life energy of the house. It was as though that fueled her recovery. Her reserves had been tapped by surgery, chemo and radiation. This was merely a year after our visit to Paris and serves as a constant reminder to live each day to its fullest. All of 2012 was devoted to getting her well.
In early 2013, on the first anniversary of her diagnosis, I entered my first photo challenge with this photo. To my surprise the photo was selected for a story on Interpretations of Love
by Cheri Lucas Rowlands on February 14, 2013.
Now when I look at the photo I don’t remember the fear that struck each day. I remember her strength. She was a warrior and this photo is our trophy.