A Quiet Visit from Bryan
🌼 Date: Saturday, January 24, 2026
⚡ Energy: Low, steady, tender
❤️🩹 Status: Chemo week + Granix reality, wrapped in meaning
😌 Outlook: Finding signs, even on the quiet days
This morning started with an unexpected gift.
While sitting inside, moving slowly and letting my body wake up at its own pace, I noticed movement in the backyard. A momma deer and her baby had decided that our yard was a perfectly acceptable breakfast spot. They stood there calmly, eating, existing, completely unbothered by the world.
And it stopped me in my tracks.
For those who don’t know, the deer is our late son Bryan’s spirit animal. I carry him with me always – quite literally – tattooed on my leg in his memory. Seeing a mom and her baby deer together, so peaceful and present, felt like one of those moments that doesn’t need explanation. It just is. A quiet hello. A reminder. A soft hand on my shoulder saying, “I’m here.”
The rest of the day followed the now-familiar rhythm of chemo week one. Granix shot – check. Bone pain, especially in my knees – check. Fatigue that settles deep into your bones and refuses to be ignored – also check. The recliner continues to be my primary residence, my safe place, my command center for resting, snoozing, and surviving.
It wasn’t an exciting day. It wasn’t productive by old Tina standards. But it was meaningful. Gentle. Grounded. And today, that counts.
Sometimes the biggest moments don’t come with noise or fanfare. Sometimes they show up quietly in your backyard, eat your grass, and remind you that love never really leaves.
💗 Tina –
One Badass Day at a Time
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