My family drove to the LA airport at the crack of dawn to return my mother-in-law back to France. It was a tearful goodbye. She was here for a month and helped us around the house with the cooking and cleaning. She drove me to San Francisco so that I could work and she even helped me with my step-outs for the Carol Duvall Show right after my last chemo when I couldn’t think very clearly let alone be organized. I am grateful that she came. I am also grateful to have my house back and to be feeling a lot better. I am grateful to see a little soft peach fuzz sprouting on my shiny head. Soon, there will be real hair, and for that, I am grateful.