A Friend's Words

After looking at all my blog entries my friend Linda responded with, "It struck me that you are mesmerized by the artistry of shadows.  This time ahead for you will be about the light and bringing every hidden thing forth to be bathed in light, blasted by light, healed by light.  What a journey inward and outward".

This is my one snowshoe this winter just before my lobectomy. Guess I never was one to walk a straight line.

I do love shadows and now that I think about it that is exactly what this cancer has been - a shadow deep in my lung. One of those ominous shadows that is bad, is accompanied by fearful music and foretells nasty things in those horror movies. A bad guy having a ball deep inside of me and not inviting me to the party. He knew I would spoil his fun if I knew. And spoil I did - cut him right out and now plan to spoil all his bar hopping friends with chemo and radiation. Take that you party animals.

I must listen to my body who has been trying to deal with this party all alone. Twelve hours of sleep Saturday, two hour nap Sunday and another nine hours last night. Guess I am needing a lot of rest. So much damage in the last two months and so much fighting ahead, I will listen and rest.