The memory is a funny being... i see so clearly yesterday... those are the stories we share... our pictures are perfect....full of color... scenes filled with love... life... experience... tasted... treasured... it is part of a bigger picture... i see a life before... when time often stood still just based on a mood... the end of a day... the depth of a moment... captured in time...yet brought to life... through the heart of another... one created in unconditional love... that which brought a light into a world that began dark... story less... distant... misunderstood... yet... as time passed and days of darkness became filled with memories of another day... one who was before a time... who gave an all for the sake of a cause... which unbeknownst to you... your time had not come... yet in the sunrise again on another day... which the heart of this one gave life to another... i for one never felt that truth until I dared to dream... of a small love that would fill a place that was never known until... a face... a photo... when a word was made that promised a day only to wait... when a call was made out of sheer desperation... for a bath and a cut... a check up and some shots... to keep the badness away... you were from a home that taught you to respect your home... you knew the way of the one that comes and goes within a request... and your little face... what was once told was then aged by years... but love is unconditional... whether given or shared... whether gifted or received... you became the grace that I know... i see you in the moments of youth... yet when someone has the only desire but to share what is the only day to which this new life knows to be celebrated... i celebrate yesterday within tomorrow... and cherish and am thankful for the love shared with me by the one who... in reality live their name closer to reality than life itself... thinking of you, gracie... good dog, you...
As I reflect on the past weeks I am taken by the fact that my hopes and dreams… while still big and positive… have again been placed into a reality that is… adjusted. This business of cancer is a difficult one. Once you think you have seen it all, you see a different view of life… once again. Let me begin by saying that I have been fortunate from the start for the care given by Rocky Mountain Cancer Center, those who work within the walls, those whose care is from behind a desk, and those who are never directly involved in my care but are there nonetheless, leaves you with NO doubt of the care given. I began my new medication on January 1st. This was used as a land mark day for reference and it just made sense as I seem to have difficulty with the order of my days. My new reality requires that I take a hormone blocker daily knowing that it will require a 5 possibly 10 year commitment. Edit in… the results of my bone density scan provided additional details, some that I was n...
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