Home Again

The San Diego city skyline with snow-covered mountains in the background

We arrived home from Memphis to some very un-San Diego-like weather. The day after we got back Doug had just made some arrangements to meet his dad for golf when the skies opened up and our balcony and all our lawn chairs were filled up with hail.

We've even had a few days where the temps haven't climbed out of the 40's, cold weather indeed for us weather wimps who live along the Southern California coast.

A friend called me after we were home and said how does it feel to graduate from 3-month followups to 6-month followups?

Steven holding Sarah, Sean's best friend's little sister

We both agreed that the feelings are mixed, we're ever so grateful to have reached this point, but we're always a little uneasy about the longer intervals of not knowing what's going on inside his head. When Steven was diagnosed, the doctors surmised that the tumor grew from nothing to the size of a large plum in about 6 months.

There's a little piece of me that would be perfectly happy to haul him in for an MRI every week, but that's just my anxiety speaking.

Despite the cold weather, spring must be here because Little League just started.

Sean at bat

Doug is an assistant coach this year and Sean's team won it's first game.

We are just so happy to be home again with good news.

- Kathleen