Anita knew her time could be cut shorter than she'd like, but she decided it wasn't productive to dwell in the past. She couldn't afford the time or the energy—she wouldn't.
So nothing went underappreciated. She savored her turkey sandwiches, her slices of key lime pie. She always made her love for her family known. And she got out as much as she could, spending time with Frank or being by herself, thinking. Accepting. Cherishing.
The cancer may've made her notice more in life, but she wasn't about to let it change her. It wouldn't bring her down. For she was Anita Van Buren, tough as nails, bringing sass, snark, and seriousness to the 27th Precinct.
It was all about staying positive, she told herself. Each new day was because of a successful yesterday.