It seems like you're bearing fruit right now, that you're in that flowering stage. In some ways I feel very calm. I guess in some sense that's a blooming. In another sense I feel withering, which is difficult. It's difficult to feel old at forty-two.
Chemotherapy can bring that on.
Your hair grays prematurely a lot of times. Your bones become brittle. Your nerve endings get damaged. I feel a blooming of spirit and a blooming of this calmness and peace and an acceptance of what my life has turned out to be. My mom is eighty-one.