I slept most of the day away. I got up at 8am after going to bed at 9pm last night, then went back to bed at 2pm. I got up at 5:30pm and went to get my mom so we could go to the gym. The gym was closed (why on earth do they close at 6pm?) so we decided to walk around her neighborhood.

I'm so glad we did because I was able to climb out of my own situation and hear her feelings on what she's going through. I am so impressed with her positive outlook and her concrete knowledge that she is going to live. She is convinced that she is going to beat this and that she's going to come out of the chemotherapy just that much stronger emotionally. On that mile walk I felt like I was getting a look into my mother's soul and I felt like I was hearing a lesson that I needed to hear.

I am so glad that she's coming to Church with me regularly and I think I may even get to convince her to take a class when she finishes with the surgery and chemo/radiation. I know that the philosophy they teach is helping her through this journey and I am so grateful that I could help lead her to where she needed to be. What a blessing for a daughter to help their mother grow spiritually! I think of how many times my mom helped me learn, helped me to grow, and for me to be able to turn around and help her is a gift greater than I ever could have imagined.