Today I went to a yoga class for cancer patients and survivors.  To quote a good friend who also went through chemo, “I’m not really a joiner” so I was nervous about what to expect, who would ask me what, etc.  I found out a few things: one, yoga is good at anytime, for me, and I should always make room for it in my life.   Two, there is a reason I’m not a joiner, as evidenced by a women in the class who would NOT stop telling me how I can manage my illness, my family, my work, and host a pot luck for other survivors.  And three, sometimes, it’s good to open yourself up to new experiences because today, in the same class, I learned to breathe a little better and met two new friends and cancer warriors, neither of whom asked me to make them dinner.  All an all, an hour well spent.