Well, February has been interesting.

Mom is still going strong, despite being reminded frequently that she’s not supposed to be.

We’re still pushing hard to keep her motivated and believing in herself.

The phone calls from people who want to see her “one last time” are still pouring in. (P.S. People. Come on. It’s not helpful. How is she supposed to be hopeful when you aren’t? Doctors are wrong ALL THE TIME. Every day. Knock it off.)

This month’s motto, thus far? WE ARE NOT IN MOURNING. Stop it. For reals. She can be healthy. She can be well. She can have hope. This does not make us idiots, it means we are making educated opinions about our own situations, because we have a complete picture of all of the circumstances.

Also, though, that doesn’t mean it’s not the hardest thing any of us could’ve imagined. Seriously. This is like a marathon that never ends. We don’t need the weight of other people’s pessimism weighing us down right now. If all you’re going to do is make somebody cry, stay away. We don’t have time for that. Bring her flowers and encourage her on her journey. Don’t bring her your guilt about staying away when she needed you. That’s lame.

She’s been everyone’s supporter and cheerleader her whole life. Now it’s time to return the favor.

Ugh. Some people, though.