Okay sensei glioblastoma, you brought me to my knees with Nancy’s death. Even though we all knew it was coming, your throw had an extra kick in it, a little more than was strictly necessary. After I got up and shook it off, you gave me a subtle head fake and totally swept my balance…

The doctor practically danced into the room as he handed us a comparative printout of my brain, one MRI taken in September in which a whitish/grayish blob is visible, and today’s with no white spot at all, a uniform hue. He said the Avastin seems to be working… and whatever else you’re doing, keep doing it. Shall…

When I return I will be a dolphin in search of Henry if he returns as a dolphin. Together we will glisten as we leap into the air and plunge back into the ocean, spouting and clicking and singing our delight at being alive again in the great mother. Together, we might save a drowning…