No news is great news

It has been three months since our Honeydog was diagnosed with a malignant tumor and given a month to live.  I feel like I have been on death watch for that entire time.  Babes and I returned to the US, leaving DH in Wuhan with Honeydog, and every day I called him wondering if this was the day I would get the news that she was leaving us.  Yet surprisingly, that day never came.  While we were gone a new tumor started growing on her face, and I thought for sure that this was it.  But we came back to Wuhan and the new tumor on her face is gone and she is still her normal, sweet, spunky self.  I call it a miracle, and even if it doesn't last, I am on my knees every night thanking God for the extra day we have had with her.

So what have I been up to?  Well, we went back to the US, and I enjoyed every minute of blue skies and sunshine that I could.  I ate LOTS of avocados (which they don't have in Wuhan). And I wandered around the malls, and grocery stores, marveling at the clothes that I could wear and the food that I love. I even hit some tourist sites in Philly (which I NEVER do).
Well, I basically just wanted to break the writer's block.  In case you are somewhere like Wuhan where you've forgotten what a blue sky looks like, this is for you: