Remember the song we sang when we were kids "The bear went over the mountain..."? The bear went over the mountain and what did he see? He saw another mountain. That's the way I'm feeling right now. I went over a mountain, thought I was going to see a beautiful sight on the other side and instead I'm facing another mountain I need to cross before I get to that peaceful valley. I'm hoping to scale this one as easily as I did the last but that remains to be seen.
Spending so much time at doctor's offices and the hospital does actually help with my attitude though. Because I'm constantly surrounded by people who are in far worse shape than I am. I see so many for whom life is a struggle every day, many who need assistance just to get from one place to another. It makes me grateful for the life I've had and the health I've enjoyed. I've been blessed in so many ways and nothing that happens to me now could ever take away from what I've already known. Life has been good to me.
This mountain in front of me now will seem like a small hill when all is said and done. Six months out of a long life is a blip, nothing more. I remember during my "pregnancy years" when I thought I'd never be without a child - either in utero or in my arms. Now, all these years later, it seems like that was such a small part of my life! So I know that if I'm lucky enough to live another twenty years these next few months will fade into the background and seem pretty insignificant.
But...when you stand at the bottom of that mountain, it looks so big...
Spending so much time at doctor's offices and the hospital does actually help with my attitude though. Because I'm constantly surrounded by people who are in far worse shape than I am. I see so many for whom life is a struggle every day, many who need assistance just to get from one place to another. It makes me grateful for the life I've had and the health I've enjoyed. I've been blessed in so many ways and nothing that happens to me now could ever take away from what I've already known. Life has been good to me.
This mountain in front of me now will seem like a small hill when all is said and done. Six months out of a long life is a blip, nothing more. I remember during my "pregnancy years" when I thought I'd never be without a child - either in utero or in my arms. Now, all these years later, it seems like that was such a small part of my life! So I know that if I'm lucky enough to live another twenty years these next few months will fade into the background and seem pretty insignificant.
But...when you stand at the bottom of that mountain, it looks so big...
2 comments:
B,leave it up to you to think of a song. B, it will be okay. I am filled with empathy. I understand how a mountain followed by another mountain can get on our last nerve. An adage I'm quite fond of that says, "it's not the destinationo but rather the journey" has been a mantra along the way; a kind of walking stick to make the climb upward a bit less arduous. In your inimitable collection of recipes for some of the most fabulous food I have ever been privileged to enjoy at your home, it is the unwritten recipe you've used since we were 10, that comes to mind after reading your blog today. When a cot collapses and you find yourself stuck in the middle of it...............don't just laugh..........giggle and look for the people who are laughing with you. We all know you want to pick yourself up without any assistance and when you have had the best laugh possible, you will! And, B, I'll be there with holding your strawberry daiquiri watching the easy walk down the other side. I love you, BFF.
Dear Barbara,
What a joy it is to discover your blog. Thank you for sharing your experience, strength and hope with all of us. Your words remind us what really matters in this world as we navigate through lessons in the earth school.
Every moment is a gift. And even if the packaging is not what one hopes for you always seem to tie the ribbon of life into a bow called gratitude. xo Robbie
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