We all share common paths in life, but we all walk lonely roads.
Roads oft time so dismal and bleak that despair is the only companion in sight.
While we shadowbox with our grief, and wrestle with our anguish, time continues on at the uninterrupted pace of 60 seconds in a minute, and 60 minutes per hour, 24 hours per day, 7 days a week.
Without becoming redundant, suffice it to say life goes on. In an uninterrupted pattern of joy and pain, that we have little to no control over...
Now in saying we have little to no control, I am not suggesting it should control us. Or that we should be fatalistic in our views.
In the words of Jawaharlal Nehru:
Life is like a game of cards. The hand you are dealt is determinism; the way you play it is free will.
I believe that our attitude is the key to whether we win or lose. The common path we share in this is summed up by W. Clement Stone:
"There is a little difference in people, but that little difference makes a big difference. The little difference is attitude. The big difference is whether it is positive or negative."
Or as Kahil Gibran puts it:
"Your living is determined not so much by what life brings to you as by the attitude you bring to life; not so much by what happens to you as by the way your mind looks at what happens."
I think the summing up of this is best described by Francesca Reigle:
"Happiness is an attitude, we either make ourselves miserable, or happy and strong, the amount of work is the same."
Rach, mentioned in her last post that it seemed as if life had kinda taken a dump on us lately. Looking back over the last three and a half months, I think that you will agree that, that is a pretty good assessment.
Since losing Mom on Oct 3rd to a cancerous brain tumor, I have lost 3 pretty close friends: one to a freak hunting accident, and two to massive heart attacks, and another 4 in the community from everything from a motorcycle accident to Alzheimer's...
this seems to be the relationship that I have come to with the grim reaper....
I know in my heart that he will never win, but for a bit I would really like to broker a truce. But alas, the dude just doesn't want to deal. He throws a sucker punch in the form of a little lump on my thyroid.
Yep the doc told us last week that he was 95% sure that it was a rare type of thyroid cancer. (Does that make me special??? :o)
He set a surgery date of the 18th and more tests - 4d ultrasound which ended up in two more biopsies :o( yesterday. (It wasn't too bad but if I'd a had my druthers I would have rather went to the zoo...)
Now I don't want to sound unthankful or anything but y’all bout burned up Rach's phone with your support. And for that there are not enough words of thanks, or an adequate way of expressing it..
As we were waiting for the testing to start I was reading a book by James Merritt, and this is what I read:
"The law says, "What's mine is mine; I'll keep it."
"Our lust says. "What's yours is mine; I'll take it."
"True love says, What's mine is yours' I'll share it."
Love sets off a divine chain reaction. Love is the spark that kindles the fire of compassion. Compassion is the fire that lights the candle of service. Service is the candle that ignites the torch of hope. Hope is the torch that lights the beacon of faith. Faith is the beacon that reflects the power of God. And God is the power that creates the miracle of love.
The way of love is not only the right way, it is the best way. You can experience nothing as self-gratifying or encouraging as loving others through both words and deeds.."
There is a qoute by: Elisabeth Kubler-Ross
“People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in their true beauty is revealed only if there is light from within.”
We are truly blessed by a network of friends and family, I would like to give a special thanks to Linny and DW, while their little one was in the ER and awaiting critical brain surgery, (please say a prayer for her) they took the time to call and say a prayer the night before my testing and text to keep track while it was going on, and also to Julie, and Brandi & Scott, Pam D., Mrs. Mom, GunDiva, Beel and Juanita, Ju, Dana, Brian and so many more who blogged, texted, and messaged....
I had never heard of a virtual pastor before, thanks DW... (the call came at just the right moment:o) nor had I been aware of virtual family...Thank you I hope you feel my virtual hugs. And realize how brightly the light shone from within you.
The commons are the mountain top and valley experiences. What transcends that, the uncommon is our attitude in it...
Antoine de Saint-Exuper once said
"It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye."
and with that I will leave you with one of my favorite Psalms, 51:10
Create in me a clean heart O God,
and renew a right spirit within me.