April 3, 2010
One Year & Counting…

It’s been one year since my “advanced breast cancer” diagnosis. Last year at this time, we drove to California for our family’s spring break vacation; today, we are on the Oregon coast. There are worse ways to mark time.
Next year, I’d like to go back to California; it’s a bit warmer than here.
Year 3, I’d like to go to Arizona.
Year 4, I’d like to go to California again.
Year 5, I’d like to go to Hawaii.
They say if you write down your goals, things happen. This is all in print, so I better start saving money now. I have places to go.
Glad you got to go to oregon. Hope you are all enjoying yourself. You’ve come along way in one year! in the previous picture you look a lot like your mom:) Is that bad? I don’t think so, people say I look like my mom.
Take care,
Don’t forget: Year 10, year long, round-the-world trip in your own sailboat. Oh, and take Rachel and I with you on that one. We’ll even bring some chips and soda.
Betty,
I look like my mom? I don’t see it except for maybe the short, gray hair. She’s been after me for YEARS to cut my hair short. She finally got her way.
Have a great Easter.
-Marie
Abel,
I just have one little question: If you supply the chips and soda (for a whole year?!), who is supplying the sailboat?
-Marie
Oh, I thought if we brought chips, you could bring ships.
Abel,
You can bring the chips,
And we’ll supply the ships.
The soda can stay at home
As across the ocean, we roam:
Jamaica and the Caribbean…
All kinds of places we’ll be seein’.
Wouldn’t that be a blast?
Hope you know how to handle a mast.
When are we leaving?
No seasickness or heaving!
Just lots of good times
With coconut and limes;
Rum would be better than soda
We wouldn’t need to have a quota.
So, see you real soon.
We’ll sail beneath the sun and the moon
Stopping by exotic ports of the world.
While our masts are taken down and unfurled.
We’ll all get tans and bleached-out hair
Hopefully, no pirates will be our snare.
Just good times, celebrating life with friends.
And now, this is the very ends.
-Marie