I woke up with a head cold. I have had it for a couple of days. I have had to go back to work yesterday and today after 2 weeks of vacation and I have just felt miserable. I am tired. My brain doesn’t want to work yet. I am achy. I lack motivation. I just want the weekend to get here. You know, after my rough two day work week.
Traveling was exhausting. My family had a lot of fun. We saw a lot of people. It was great. But it was long. I had to sleep in a different bed and my routine was all off. I didn’t have my things readily accessible. I had to borrow a car, so I always felt like I was imposing if I wanted to go anywhere.
I really wish the weather was different. I’m a fan of winter and we rarely have winter weather here. I want it to be colder. I want snow. But I doubt we will get any.
I had a conversation with a friend today. She is dying. I hate cancer.
I hate how it destroys bodies from the inside out. I hate how it can show up all of a sudden with no warning signs or symptoms. I hate how it take a life moving forward in so many positive ways and just bring it to a halt.
I hate how the presence of cancer and the knowledge of what is happening and will happen make me want to cry every time I have a conversation.
But today, I was reminded of several things:
Cancer can destroy a body; but it cannot destroy a person’s spirit (thank you, Jim Valvano!).
Laughter truly is the best medicine. It may not cure the physical symptoms, but it can laugh at them.
God does not let things happen for a reason, but God brings reason out of everything that happens (thank you, Teacher Dana!).
I need to quit complaining about simple, insignificant annoyances.
Gratitude is always possible. And vitally necessary.
Today, my friend who is dying was smiling. She was laughing. She was thanking God for all she has. She was looking at the positive side of things. She was asking about my health and the health of my family.
She was saying how happy she was to have friends and family.
Don’t get me wrong: she’s scared. She’s sad.
But today, I was reminded that fear and sorrow will not win. Cancer does not have the last word.
Today, I was reminded that the story is not over…