Source of my peace
Spring of my joy
As always, I find your presence
within myself
and drink deeply of your hope.
Listening within, waiting, I have regained hope and happiness. Life is different now, to be sure, but again I reach into myself and the tranquility that has been worked within me over the years, and I rest in this sacred dwelling pace for love and peace.
Today—well, yesterday now, as it is 2:40am on Friday—I finished my twelfth and final round of chemo. I am so happy. No more tubes and pumps, at least for a while. As the fatigue wears off, I will be able to start exercising, in earnest this time. “Listen to your body!” the oncologists emphasize. I will listen, I promise.
But it’s hiking again, back to the gym and the elliptical, long walks with the dog as weather permits (and it often does), walks interspersed with race-walking (approved by the oncologists), and bicycling (with Cliff, in case of balance mishap).
It will be a couple of weeks—as this weeks’ chemo runs its two-week course—before I do much. Still, it’s exciting to think about and start working up to day by day.
Thank you ALL for your support!!!!! And thank you, my heartlings — Joanna’s and Evan’s friends — including Douglas in Paraguay.
Well of joy, spring forth!