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 |  My journey through (and beyond) the valley with Cancer as my companion. |
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Dear Friend: This is not a Blog about writing! (I already have one of those.) This is a blog about a journey I am taking with illness. I have recently been diagnosed with Cancer. My goal is honest therapy as I progress through, and beyond this new reality in my life. I hope that, somewhere along the way you will find some words that will help you too. While this is, in fact, an interactive Blog, I hope that you will scroll slowly down this page. For you see, the front of this Blog IS my journey. The entries are conversations that are held along the journey.Yes, there is a lot on it--before actually getting to the Blog entries. But, I hope that by the objects and words which appear before the Blog itself, you might come to understand just a little bit about me, and my journey, and some truly amazing friends who have agreed to journey with me. I hope that you, too, will choose to accompany me on my walk--through the Valley. I invite you to join me, and discover the wondrous truths, meet some truly amazing people, and share those "memorable" moments this journey will undoubtedly present. Come along, won't you? In His Care, ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Would you like to help me help others? I found this amazing organization, and I am proud to be a sponsor. I hope you will check it out. It's called The Network For Good.  ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** "RISUS OMNIA - INCRUMENTUS PER DEDECUS - SAPIENTIA PER DAMNUM" ("Every thing is funny - Growth through humiliation - Wisdom through loss") ~Leunig~ The hilltop hour would not be half so wonderful if there were no dark valleys to traverse. ~Helen Keller~ "If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people." ~Virginia Woolf~ ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** "There is strength in truth." ~The Barton Family Crest~ ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** “Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, vision cleared, ambition inspired, and success achieved.” — Helen Keller, American social activist, public speaker and author (1880-1968) I have moved the list of my thanks for those who have helped to make this little Blog so very special. I hope that you will take a moment to read the list, growing every day, and let these fellow travellers along this journey know that you appreciate the contributions they make to our walk together.
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| I went to bed for the night, embroiled in a rather short-tempered and often angry embroglio...with myself. It has to do with dates, and celebrations of strange things, like days of death, for instance. I could not find peace. Since I have a steadfast rule that requires me never to let the sun set on my anger, I got up. Here I am. On this date, in the year 1913, my Father was born. On November 24th, 1992, the day before Thanksgiving of that year, he died suddenly in his sleep, having suffered a major heart attack. The first event happened only a few miles from the location of the second. In 78 years, this man traveled the world more than once. One of the things I remember about him with great clarity was his feeling that he could safely travel anywhere, as long as his bedtime found him in his own bed. There is a strange discontinuity here, however. More often than not, in the years that I knew him, my father would most often sleep in "his" chair, in the living room. The TV test pattern would be visible on his always-on Zenith/Admiral color television (one of the few material possessions he took pride in), and there would most likely be a book open in his hands. That man could snore! (I do come by it honest!) But, for me, that was a sound I always identified with contentment. He was home, my Father. Today, I do understand his sense of security by the home fires. Of course, it is me in the chair with the TV and the book, covered with warm blanket while sitting/reclining on a heated mat. But, for me, I must be supine to sleep. I require a bed--at least right now I do. I sit at a desk and type or click most of every day I can, now. His chair was his place of serenity, and it took him to his eternal reward. We started a conversation we never got to finish around that chair. Perhaps we will have the opportunity to finish it, should it still matter, around a throne one day. Happy Birth Day, Father. |
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