That cancer never happened.That tomorrow morning I throw our Boogie Boards in the back of the Pathfinder, load up Shandy the Wonder Dog, the kids, a cooler, and our wetsuits and head to Indian Beach for a day in the surf.
That we stop on the way home for bread bowls of chowder at Camp 18.
That my hair has that awesome after-surf curl. And I have an Oregon surfer's tan: from the neck up.
That I feel great.
Oh wait, that was last summer.
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And it will be next summer...and many, many more summers to come!
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