Dreaming...

Though I know I have no right to dream of better things to come, I can't seem to help myself. I feel quite selfish, with my days on earth limited, I should be helping others. Selfishly, in October when I was told it is Breast Cancer, I decided to do the things I've always dreamed of doing.
My family keeps asking me to go back home, outside NEW ORLEANS. Sorry, not in the cards. I want to see more, not repeat the past. I guess you might say it's my final wish...
I origionally, I believed this was a place I could work things out, without everyone's imput. Since that doesn't seem possible I may as well just go with it!
I'm not looking for a husband...been there.
I'm not looking for someone to take care of me, financially or any other way...I may not have much, but it's mine!
I'm definately not looking for sympathy, don't need it nor do I want it. When asked, I reply I only need friends!