Isabel's been a busy girl lately.  Her weekends have been booked with Girl Scout cookie selling, birthday parties and play dates.  She is a happy and energetic kid.  Since she's been off all chemotherapy treatment for two years now, she only has to get her blood drawn and have a check up every three months.  It's a relief but  I'm not used to going so long between appointments.  We won't go back to the hospital until May.  In the meantime she's a normal 9 year old girl with lots of friends.

I teared up a bit watching her roller skate yesterday. I was just so grateful for the normalcy of it.  For so long our normal was filled with pills and needles, blood counts and hospitalizations. These days I'll be washing another sink full of dishes and remember how I longed for such a tedious task while trapped in another endless day at the hospital filled with beeping machines and miserable children. Anything was better than being there.  I don't think I'll ever take washing dishes, folding laundry or watching Isabel play for granted again.