Blessings, no. 1

It’s been a few days since I’ve posted. I think the whole water-in-the-basement thing took more out of me than I realized….

I’m back though, and happy to be so. šŸ™‚

Blessings. I made the decision today (and not lightly) to join Team In Training to cycle the Seagull Century along Maryland’s Eastern Shore on October 7 for my sister, C-Loo. I’ve been hit a little with sadness that I am not with her as she is going through these horrific treatments, but I realized today that such sadness is not doing her any good. I’ve spent the last few days sulking about our distance from each other, and now’s the time to focus on what I can do and not what I cannot do.

Going through the team in training website, I started reading the stories in their mosaic, and although they were all incredible to read, one in particular stood out. Here’s the quote she ends her story with: “Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift – that’s why it’s called the present.”

I know there are many people who have gone through chemo and have not had the most upbeat attitude. It’s a tough thing to do, and especially for so long. That’s why I am continually amazed by the strength and the courage and the inspirational words that flow from these amazing, blessed people.

As I was working out tonight, I kept thinking about all of them–the whispers of the millions of unknown sufferers that are doing more with their lives than I could ever imagine. It made me push a little harder, and I reached a point where I think I understood how hard it is to do what is right for you and for your loved ones.

What’s that great line from A League Of Their Own?

“It’s supposed to be hard. The Hard is what makes it great. If it wasn’t hard, everyone would be doing it.”

True, but I think that if everyone understood the benefits of such hard work, there’d be a lot less grief going on around us.

Love yourself so that you may better love others. And face those hardships and see what awaits you on the other side of those treatments.

Absolute Heaven. . . .

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2 thoughts on “Blessings, no. 1

  1. You may not be able to take your sister’s cancer on as your own instead, but it must mean so much to her that you care enough to do the cycling, training and all. Good luck with it.

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  2. Thanks, Caryn…It feels good that, even at a distance, we can still do something that makes a difference in this fight against cancer. Still….nothing replaces being there with my sister. There’s a marathon in Orlando on January 7 that I think I will do as well, and that will put me on her doorstep that weekend….That would be wonderful to greet her at the finish line…..

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