Driving home tonight from a day of rehabilitation and chemo therapy at UCSF, we looked to our right, and saw a very pretty sunset lighting up the clouds above Skyline. To the left, a full moon was hovering low over San Francisco Bay. Hard to imagine a better commute – even the traffic was moving.
Upon reflection, it occurred to me that it was hard to imagine a better life, given what ails me. Our proximity to the resources of UCSF, a world-class comprehensive cancer center mean that a. I’m alive, and b. sufficiently functional to enjoy much of my life. Other pretty places on this planet may not enjoy that particular perk.
Many, many other blessings (yes, dear, you were among the first) then came to mind, and I realized, for all that’s happened, I’ve ‘landed’ pretty well. Maybe it’s just the visit to the chemo infusion center – always a sobering experience – has made me more appreciative of the half full glass in my possession. It could be much worse…
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I never know what to say.
I want to console you, encourage you, cheer you onward.
I want to tell you how brave I think you are, and I want to tell you that it’s OK if you’re not.
I want to tell you and your wife that you are both in my prayers.
I’ve been with you on this journey, right from the start…..
I never know what to say.
Lynne-
This may be the first ever comment that ranks as poetry.
I’m deeply touched. You clearly know exactly what to say, and have said it ever so eloquently.
Bless you.