Last Friday I went with Alan to one of his regularly scheduled oncologist appointments. They're just meant to be check-ups, but the fear that the oncologist might find a lump or something somewhere always freaks him out. This time, though, it was all good news. She reminded us that it's been three years since his cancer diagnosis which is great! Hitting the three-year milestone means the chance of recurrence drastically drops. I almost cried. I always knew that the five-year mark was a big deal, but not about three, so it was a sweet surprise. She thinks we should celebrate, which I wholeheartedly agree with, so this weekend I'll be researching destinations for a long weekend trip (or maybe even Hawaii!) Have a wonderful weekend, my friends, and be sure to take some time to share some love. Haha, cheesy, but true!