Just Keep Paddling
I can harness the wind, but I cannot change its force or direction. I can accept my fate, while I co-create my destiny. Is the diagnosis of cancer my fate combined with my destiny? It feels like I am paddling into the wind.
It's Not Personal
Many people were as surprised about me being diagnosed with cancer as I was. Perhaps it was because if it could happen to me, it could happen to them. That was how I felt by the death of Laura Harris. She was just fifty-three (my age now). She was active and outgoing. It was her death almost 12 years ago, that taught me not to wait to live life. She also taught me to swim better, helping me to make it through the 1.5 km half-ironman swim. How does someone not take cancer personally, when it has so much potential to lead to death?
Happily Ever Now
Who am I really? How am I meant to serve the greater good? What will I do with the rest of my life? These are just a few of the questions that continue to wash over me, as I sit in that row boat, in the middle of the ocean surrounded by the fog.