Trying to keep up with myself.

this is what I started out with, just found it, still fits the feeling presently.

I have had grand plans about writing down and sharing this whole journey that I have been hijacked into. While hijacked might seem like a strong word to describe the means by which I've have been conscripted into this army of two souls battling (some would say, surrendering to) 2 types of cancer, for some reason I have that image this morning.