Today is a rainy, cold day in Hull and I have been thinking of you all day...it is the 3rd anniversary of your cancer diagnosis and it makes me so sad. Sad because I remember how scared we were, yet so determined that cancer would not beat you, that you would beat cancer...and I suppose in one way you did...cancer was a gift to you...it enabled you to stop working 60-70 hours a week...it gave you the chance to slow down and listen to your body...it gave you the OK to tell people you loved them...to hug someone for no reason...to stop and smell the flowers and the ocean and to breathe deep...to jump in the jeep to go watch the sun set...to be here anytime the boys came home...to sit on the swing and not have to talk, to just hold hands and know that we were where we were meant to be...to find out that you were such a creative writer...cancer gave us almost three years of complete togetherness...learning a different kind of love, a stronger love, a love that will last for eternity...and cancer gave you your own spiritual journey to bring you closer to God...
Forever love,
Karen
Heavenly Father, May the lonely be comforted. May love abound and divisions between us cease to exist. May all beings of the earth feel safe and free of fear. May we each continue on the path towards enlightenment with gladness and diligence, in Jesus' name, Amen
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