Tomorrow Boys and Girls… is surgery. (I’m going to try and contain my excitement.)
They will cut me and laser me and expect me to be thankful for it. (I’ll show them.) 
It’s been a weird day. I’m going to say something morbid and we’re going to pretend you aren’t going to think too much of it… readygo!
All my shit is in place. (It’s weird.)
I signed the guardianship papers today for miss AvaPants, and did my last will. I even reconciled, (not of my control,) with someone I care about, and we held a pretty decent conversation. I made sure to notice the sunset more today, and how red- the red in my curtains were. I figured- even the little things- I wanted to remember… just in case.
I held Ava longer- I told her a million more times how much I loved and adored her, and she kept snuggling me. We rocked in front of the fire, and I kissed her head and told myself- tomorrow… is like any other day- and that is how it shall be.
I will wake up tomorrow- In fact? I’ll wake up- bruised and sore.. but I will wake up Cancer Free- and that? Will make all the difference in the world.
My mother asked me, “Why aren’t you afraid,” tonight. I didn’t have an answer. I have good friends- good people in my life. I have a wonderful mentor, and have experienced so many “I love you’s” over the past year- that anyone would be jealous. I’m not scared because Ava will be safe, and I will soon be safer. This isn’t fear- this is freedom to me.
I love you.
I’ve arrived
I’m doing well
Quite a view from the top
Though it is cold as hell
I’ve arrived
And it’s hard to tell
The bright lights from the starlights
And the canyons from the hills
-Evan and Jaron
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