… be happy because it happened.

You may have noticed that my sister Susan (aka Pipocas, international woman of mystery and popcorn mule) hasn’t been around much the past 2-3 weeks. I’ve barely seen her myself and we’ve mostly kept in touch by emails and phone calls. First she had a friend from the States visiting for a week, then she had a bunch of legal and work stuff to take care of, and this past week her boss was in town to work out some solutions because … here comes the punch line… Pip will be moving back to the States this summer.

I’ve known about this possibility for awhile, though nothing definite had been decided until now. So I guess I’ve had some time to get used to the idea. One the one hand I’m a bit heartbroken because it’s so hard to imagine my life now without having my sis nearby. But of course I’m also happy that Susan has finally come through this very difficult decision-making process that’s been weighing her down these past few months, and I can see that she had made the best decision for herself.

We got together for lunch yesterday and it was great seeing her much more lighthearted than I’d seen her in awhile (well, except for maybe when we were in Morocco). We had a great time catching up and talking about our plans. And I was just so pleased to have my sister back from her “decision making place” that, just like everything else that’s gone on this past year, I knew that staying in the moment as much as possible was the important thing, and not worry about that day in the not-distant-enough future when she and the Kidlet head off to their new lives (nobody handles “goodbyes” worse than yours truly – just ask zoomer).

Anyhow, we’ve still got some time left to make quite a few more happy memories, which seems to be something we’re very good at. And it’s looking like these new anti-nausea drugs are going to help the next few months of chemo seem almost normal (as long as I get a LOT of sleep). So we may even squeeze in a short trip or two. Who knows?

Love ya, sis.