Mountains may depart...
A lot of things have been happening
recently in my life “after cancer.” The all clear was sent to me in an email by
my doctors and I had to really look twice at the words; but there it was, in
black and white: all clear. So what does one do? One moves on.
And I have been trying to move on. I thought
it would be much easier than this. I saw myself being a better person, running through
fields of corn, making jam, going to church and hugging everyone. Randomly. Just
because I could. Yet no! People stopped calling to see how I was, I argued with
my husband, I huffed and puffed at queue jumpers at the post office, I swore at
crap drivers. What the?? Where was my vow of loveliness? Where was the amazing
friend/mother/daughter/lover/sister that I had promised to be? Who AM I? Then
it struck…
I am me. I am human. LIFE GOES ON.
It feels like I am picking up where I left
off, and I shouldn’t feel guilty about that. But I kind of do. Then I understood
that we are all human, we are all picking up
and moving on all the time.
Which brings me to my next point: My
Friends.
I have been incredibly lucky to have had
many great friends, most of which are still in contact to this day but most
recently one of my dear friends has moved away. Actually, she will be moving
from Italy to America tomorrow. She is uprooting her children and her husband
to go off into the far yonder in search of a better future. A future that will
be without me dropping in on her for a coffee when I want to. A future that
will not involve a glass of wine at 3 in the afternoon with me just because we
can. A future that will not include her coming over to my house for a hug
because I am going through Chemo hell… She has gone, for her sake, for her
family and for HER future.
You see? Life goes on.
And her leaving has made me think about all
of my wonderful friends who are scattered around the world. Who have ALL made a
conscious choice to leave the comfort nest and fly off to greener lands. Who have ALL had the courage and conviction to
follow their heart and GO. Because…
LIFE GOES ON.
And that’s how it should be.
And another crazy note.. they are all
women. Some are mothers, some are sisters, some are daughters. And they all
leave behind mothers, and sisters, and friends. So if I can give something back
to you, I give you my respect, my best wishes, my love and my admiration.
This post is dedicated to my wonderful
friends who have left, who have picked up, who have faced so much and have so
much to give still. And to the friends who are left behind. Who call, who send
messages or flowers or texts. I love you all.
And I will be here when you need me x
For the mountains may depart, and the
hills be removed; but my loving kindness shall not depart from thee
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