Earlier this week I was thinking about what I was feeling. I think I found what that is.

Contentment.

I know that I'm probably going to be dealing with this cancer for the rest of my life. I'm not sure how long that will be, but frankly I'm no longer concerning myself with that. I'm just going to continue living my life as loudly as possible.

It's not necessarily "happy" or "sad" or whatever other feelings one might associate with this.

It's just, simply, contentment.