EEEK! The hair is falling out!

Yes, the hair is falling out - I started noticing it on Monday night, told Steve - and his face lightened up immediately! He said that he had a sense of relief that the chemo is working! Actually, it does feel like everything is going according to plan - except my timing is out by a couple of days! I have not yet learned to tie attractive head scarves in imaginative ways and Talia was going to shave my head on Saturday... can I wait? Emergency turban tying lessons needed.

A big piece of our experience these days is the realization of how totally different Steve and my pathways of experience are. There are lots of bridges between the roads but they remain essentially different. Our cousin Janine, who has walked the path of care-er some time ago,  was wisely describing to me how it may seem as if there is a third party in the marriage. And, how it is necessary to be true and delicate at the same time, understanding just how much we actually cannot understand each other's experiences. I see this as one of the biggest learnings before me.The question is: How to generate and sustain intimacy across the bridges? How to know what is to be shared with one's partner and what needs sharing outside of that particular container?
Inviting one another to think aloud freely, and to listen appreciatively, with no comment is a good bridge builder. We do that on occasion.
Every day I enter territories that are new and invite presence and imagination.
I am walking toward 60 with genuine gladness in my heart - truly! I  am so excited to celebrate being born and the richness and abundance of my life. Yippeeee!