My hero

It's working quite well so far. Me, the unemployed. My mum, on sick leave. I know it's only been a week. But still.

I am loving getting to spend some serious time with my mum. And I am so glad that I can be at home. Because the option would have been to come home more frequently as she gets more sick. Because that's generally how people work. When things get really bad you rush home. But now, my mum isn't really sick. Chemotherapy isn't causing too many problems. It's still my mum that I find myself looking at. Taking in. And that I can be here at this stage makes me happy. The bad will come eventually, but that means I've still been here for the not as bad. For that, I am grateful.

She just completed her fourth round of chemotherapy today. And this afternoon her and I are going on an excursion since we have the car. Her idea, not mine. She is absolutely incredible. My hero.