Treatment is going well, and I feel so good that I wonder: what is wrong? It feels like a trap, an ambush to lull me into a lack of carefulness and gratitude, then whamo! The roof caves in. So, I guess the mantra for the day is to remain vigilant and grateful on a moment-by-moment basis. After all, this is a long and winding road I am on, and bandits can be around the next bends, so to speak.
When I used to run, I would sometimes look back at how far I had come and be amazed and grateful that I had come so far. I do that now with this rough patch I am on. I am so glad I have written down much of these miles of my journey. Looking back at all I have been through to get here leaves me with the same wonder and gratitude as the miles of running did.
I have been so blessed to have had a life rich in experiences to refer to when life gets restrictive and more uncertain. And I have been blessed by the presence of God in my life to be beside me now and evermore.
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