My daughters and I are going to a paint and palette class tomorrow night. I'm not a painter or an artist of any kind but both of my daughters are quite talented. I'm looking forward to the evening. I've never painted anything other than a wall so it will be interesting to see what my picture will look like.
I can't believe I've been able to get my fear under control. I'm grateful but surprised considering how scared I was last week when I heard the spot in his lung had grown. But I'm better today and I just don't let myself think too far ahead. I think that is going to be key to getting through this. Just deal with the here and now and take it step as it comes.