Dr. G was right on top of things, calling me a little after 9 yesterday morning to let me know that my results were in, and it was the best possible news he had hoped for.
What’s the first word you think of when you hear the word “cancer”?
Mine is “death.”
How can I (or anyone) not think of death when you’re told you have cancer. I know, I know ~ cancer does go into remission, there’s surgery and chemo and it can, in simple terms, go away. But the word death is still there.
I’ve never been one to shy away from death. Maybe it’s from a very strong faith/belief in what’s on the other side. Maybe it’s from having lived an adventurous life that brought many interesting challenges, taking me to deep places inside myself. And maybe it’s because I’m in my 60s now ~ the penultimate phase of my life.
Who’s to say!?
Interestingly though, this morning, standing in the kitchen putting together my breakfast of soygurt and berries, making my green drink of kale, carrots, ginger, turmeric, apple and cabbage, as well as making my lunch of garlic, red bell pepper, mushrooms and tofu sauteed in extra virgin olive oil (all organic) … I kept singing Bob Marley’s song Get Up, Stand Up, but instead of “for your rights”, I was singing get up, stand up, stand up for your life.
Definitely made me smile and chuckle.
Here’s to life!