Getting ready for surgery. One more treatment behind today. Another day forward! Keep moving. Gotta keep moving. As long as I'm moving, I'm not beaten. I found my smile again and I'm ready to keep going. I need moments to rest and to mourn, but then I need to smile again and feel alive again. My boys are all cheering me on. They watch my every move. They are the light. It makes it so much easier to see beyond what's right in front of me.