an optimistic genius

Alexis and Debbie arrived--I've been consumed by it all (in a healthy way) and happy to be part of it. Alexis and I have really gotten close and I'm happy and grateful for the time we have shared--albeit under shitty circumstances.

We (Alexis and I) are similar in a lot of ways--both of us are connected and loved by a lot of people-- we tend to order either the most intriguing or expensive dish on the menu, have a similar palette and like pretty things.

We are also pretty strong--in a sweet, don't want or have time for your bullshit kind of way--her probably more so than I. The only difference is that I don't have this cancer thing that she does-- but, it doesn't seem to be in her way-- I mean, at least for someone with cancer it doesn't--together, we forget she has it--together, while enjoying delicious cakes, chocolate or popcorn with zathar, we forget she has it--and then, when she remembers why she is in Israel, it hits her, bites her in the ass, stings for a bit and then, we forget again. 

She makes cancer look easy--and in no WAY am I knocking the extreme difficulties others face when they look eye to eye with the disease-- but she makes it seem that way--she brushes it off her shoulders and continues onward. Faces the challenges with a smile. Always.

We have no clue what these treatments will bring us, but its impossible to not be optimistic--she's an optimistic genius and it's contagious.