Yeah, this morning my mood is good and a feel like I'm doing great. My house needs lots of TLC but mostly my family need TLC. I have been very selfish in getting myself through this. Sleeping all the time. Eating whatever whenever. Self pity. Doctors appointments. And may other things that my family have endured through this damn awful chemotherapy. From September 30th 2009 until about 4 weeks ago I was living on the edge of shear terror about my diagnosis. The terror is not constant anymore but it visits often and sometimes stays for a while.

I am of a quandary about how to express my gratitude to the many people that have showed me kindness and support throughout this. The words, the "jolie" bracelets, the emails, the shoulders I've cried on and rides to treatments. There is nothing that I can do to express what that all means to me. Uplifting my spirit in such a dark time is indescribable.

I am still Jolie, Jolie with cancer. Somedays that cancer treatment kicked my ass, I wished time away knowing that each day brought me closer to feeling like I do today. I get to start over. I get a chance to live my life. I survived Chemotherapy with the help of many people.