Hello. Sorry I haven't posted in awhile. Sometimes it can get overwhelming to journal or blog about my brain tumor. It's a part of me now always, but of course I just want to get away from it from time to time. Blogging about it can bring me back to a place that I want to try to avoid as I rather just move on with my life as best I can.

So what have I been up to lately...Let's see, I just got back from a trip to Mammoth Mountain Ski resort and had a great time. I was a bit hesitant about going, but so glad I did. Funny thing was that when I was getting my boarding gear ready at home, I found that my board pants still had the lift ticket attached on to it from the last time I had gone boarding. I looked at the date which read 1-29-11, basically two weeks before my brain tumor diagnosis. Boy, little did I know. It reminded me again of just how quickly circumstances can change for someone.

I still remember that day. I had gone up to a local resort with my two friends eagerly awaiting to try out my "new" used Burton Custom board I had just gotten. It was a fun day and my board did not disappoint though the day on the slopes did end with my crashing into a fellow boarder. Yep, my snowcap flipped off my head and everything. Oy vey! However, we finished the trip off with a stop at an eatery I always go two after boarding. The tradition of going to this particular restaurant had started with another group of friends and I and I was more than happy to keep it going with these two friends. During the whole time, I remember us chatting about going up several more times that season and how forward I was looking to it. *sigh*

Anyway, back to Mammoth! As I hadn't boarded since 2011, I was a bit unsure because of the rust from the layoff and from everything I've gone through that's affected me physically. I decided to drive up early and did a half day of boarding on Friday. Sitting on the lift in the spring like conditions, I gradually became more convince it was the right choice to come. As the top of the lift came closer, the familiar fear and thought of not falling over while getting off the lift came over me. However, instead of my usual dread (getting off the lift, it's a mental thing for me!), I actually welcomed it as it felt like old times again. So off the lift I went and voila, slid all the way to the bench with no problems! Before my first run, I breathed in the crisp air and just took it all in. A part of me couldn't believe I was here as I didn't think I would be able to board again. However, there was still the small task of actually boarding! I thought to myself, "What if I can't do it?" Then I thought about what Dr. Wertheimer, told me about how I need to be less of a human being and be more of a human doing. So I strapped myself tight, got myself psyched up and went down. Just like old times...