Kind of. The past several years have been an interesting ride. Maintenance was supposed to be some point in life where everything was smooth, you found a groove, and just road out the end of treatment to the end. Our experience was anything but smooth. Then, being out of treatment has been its own challenging experience. Honestly, I don’t know how to describe how f’d up Chet and I have felt the past few years. In treatment we held it together because we had no choice. Out of treatment has been a crazy weird, unsettled, dark time. I have often heard people say that parents of cancer kids suffer their own post-traumatic stress disorder. I don’t know what PTSD is like, and I don’t know if what Chet and I have felt and battled is that, but I know we have both struggled greatly once Gabe got out of treatment. It’s been hard. But, we’re three years out of treatment, Gabe is doing amazing, and I think we are finally, and I mean finally, finding ourselves again. We are finally getting back into things we used to do and love. We are figuring out our new normal.
But, here I am again. Rebeka and I are taking a road trip. We hit the road today and our first destination is going to be Yellowstone National Park. We pulled a long haul today. Traveling across Nevada, I don’t recall in my life seeing the state look as green as it is in mid-June or as much water. Carson Sink is just full of water, the rivers are flowing well, and there is standing water and just lushness. It is amazing, and I am so grateful to be doing this trip.
Rebeka and I have made it well into Idaho (and pretty darn close to Jellystone, I mean Yellowstone).
So, tomorrow we will hit Yellowstone for a spell before heading off for the next adventure. Stay tuned as we travel around the country, camping and road trip’n again – like we used to, and like we love to do.
The Endless Evolution 
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