Today Susannah and I decide to power through the unpacking and try to get the house a bit more in order. Although it’s only been two weeks, the current chaos does nothing for the stress levels. We debate about how to set up the pantry. Susannah wants it one way but I have other ideas. I have cancer! I say. You win, says Susannah. We laugh. There is a lot of laughter. There are buckets of tears, but the laughter is great. Our relationship has always been filled with laughter. 

I am grateful for it now.