I felt this morning how this all happened so quickly, one blast after another, until the final diagnosis of metastasized cancer. Who could take that in? I didn't understand, and so some tears fell this morning, as I felt how it was to go from feeling I would live forever to would I live very long at all. Would I see my family on the East Coast? What happened? It has been quite a journey.
I moved my hands over my eye sockets this morning. I enjoyed the shape and expanse. I thanked my veins for all they have been through. There is scar tissue there now. They are grateful to rest. I am grateful for life and rest. I am grateful to be here.