It’s 1:39 in the afternoon. We’re all snuggled down in our cocoon of chemotherapy. Jennifer had fixed a great picnic lunch for us, it was her turn. We are hanging out as the sunshine pours in the big windows. Sort of savoring things at the moment, happy to be alive and alive in a happy way.
We will be back on Vashon in a few hours to our regular existence. On second thought that could be debatable, the part about Vashon being regular. Mainland people have their thoughts about island people. There is a popular bumper sticker around, “Keep Vashon Wierd”. Then there was, “Keep Vashon Wired “. And then, “Keep Vashon Normal”. And as Our Anamaria said last year after her first visit to the Camino, “What is normal anyway?” Yes.
Corn is normal. OK, we know that for sure, right PFJ? Let’s remember that. Love you, Felipe.