Last night at the gym a young gal came up to me and said, " I used to have that haircut too".
For a second I thought she didn't quite understand why I had a bald head. And then she asked, "are you undergoing treatment?".
This was the first time a perfect stranger came up to me and dove right in to cancer talk. She was a year out, and the three things I noticed about here were:
1. Her boobs looked really good.
2. Her hair looked really good.
3. She was dripping sweat from the gym
All of which made me very happy. I asked her if she still thought about cancer. And she said only when she see's other people who are going through it, otherwise it is a distant memory.
On the way home from the gym I was telling the kids it was a privledge to grow old. Graham said age is just a number, and then he asked me how old I feel.
I said, "most days I feel like I am 25".
Graham said, "I feel like I am 4"
Harper said, "I feel like I am a teenager!"
I think Heal and Deal is going to take on a whole new meaning for me soon.
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