I'm good

Tonight I played soccer with my friends against a team of people that were mostly half my age and most likely all cancer-free (although you can never assume anything.) About halfway through the game, we were up 4-0 and I found myself near their bench just in time to hear a little girl say, "they really aren't that good."

I mean, let's be honest, she's right. For me, it's about trying to stay active and run around a little. I'm a 40 year-old woman with stage IV colon cancer, being good at soccer is not high up on my list of priorities. Lately I've been concentrating on being good at getting through each day with a decent attitude while controlling the side effects of my disease and medications. When I slowly get out of bed tomorrow and get myself to the cancer center for chemo, I'll be good (and proud of myself).

I think BC Diane (before cancer) might have been offended by that kind of comment, but not this Diane. This Diane is still getting opportunities to be active and to play a sport that I love with the people that I love. (For various reasons, not everybody in my circle of soccer friends can still say that. So I count it as a blessing.) We all have things that make us happy (even when other people don't understand) and soccer is that for me.

(Why am I writing in third person there? It must be because it's late and I'm restless, but I'm good.)