A very important date came up on my calendar today. It’s one I have been anticipating for the entire year. A year ago I had my last chemotherapy treatment for endometrial cancer. I remain NED (No Evidence of Disease) and for that, I am grateful!

The year has had its ups and downs. Radiation treatments zapped my energy, my bone marrow, and my body. But slowly, my blood counts have started creeping towards normal, and I have magical things like HAIR! And eyebrows!

I have remained careful of what I will do, risk-wise, in public life. COVID is still out there, and with my diminished immune system, I am being cautious about going places unmasked. But after fighting off the flu in January, I can see that my body is beginning to remember things like antibodies.

Stewart continues to follow me around the house, except when it is nap-thirty. He appears to enjoy Zoom meetings, and usually weighs in at least once with some camera time. Though my days are not as full as they once were, he reminds me that there is a rhythm to my days, and certain things (like — AHEM — snacks!) can’t be skipped.

I write all this with a full heart. In April I will have another round of scans and tests and renew the tenuous lease on my body. And in all of it, God is there. I am renewed by God’s work in my heart and life. And your prayers, too, encourage me to press on.

With love from the Royal House of Stewart –

Deb