So here it is, my three year point. I feel like "yay, I'm not dead" but at the same time feel like it's my own little hang up. I mean, my friends and family are all relieved that I've made it three years without a relapse and most of them recognize today as a special day but.. idk.. something feels like it's missing. Kinda like "yea yea, Chris, we know, you had cancer". Is it wrong of me to celebrate the day? Shouldn't I make a big deal of it? I'm still getting CBCs just about every month cuz it's still constantly on my mind and in my fears. So, YEA, I'm going to celebrate. I may continue to live in fear but the reality is, I'm cancer free and alive. I am going to continue to do what my heart wants and I will not waste time on things that make me sad. If I can't fix it, there is no reason to dwell on it. hmmm.. (I've almost got that last one working in my brain, almost)

This weekend we had a fire play gathering at a friends house. I did this fire hula hoop which was WAY fun. I also did some fire breathing (or spitting lol). We had a lot of toys and the pictures came out awesome. (make sure to check out my sexy beau jugglin. yummy) Check out the pics...