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Recipe for Enduring Breast Cancer

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In order to survive Breast Cancer (and any other illness, tragedy, trauma) it’s necessary to collect all of your essential ingredients in order to endure the situation at hand.  A great dose of support is also needed as back up when your ingredients run low and you need a refill.  A quick jog to the store won’t suffice.  You need a team, a village, to count on and that’s where the internet, blogs, websites and support groups can wield a mighty sword to help you combat your ills.

A hefty dose of the above helps:

Hope

Strength

Power

Belief

Courage

Honor

Determination

In addition to a heavy handed sprinkling of

Humor, Love, Presence and Support.

Which is all fine and good as words, but how do you go about stockpiling these main ingredients when you’ve just been blindsided by your diagnosis and news?  I wish I could say it is easy, but it’s not.  That’s where your determination comes in.  You have to set your own mind to believing that you have the courage, the strength, the hope, and the inner power to endure.

You have all of this inside ~ you simply have to tap into it.  You must do the work.  There’s no way around it.  It is your mind that needs to have its power harnessed to heal your life.  Humor, love, presence and support may come from the outside from which you can receive the stores from others.  But you my friend, must believe that you are ready and worthy to battle and must prepare your mind, heart and soul to overcome the obstacles that are placed before you.

So how do you do this?  You harness your mind by feeding it positive thinking.  You eradicate negativity from your life, like removing rose petals from a rose, you gently pluck the negative thoughts from your heart and in place, you add the essence of the rose ~ the inner beauty and strength that comes from a rose simply being a rose.

Is this making any sense to you?  Do you need concrete examples?  Are you thinking I’m too pie in the sky for you?  Too Pollyanna and yippy skippy?  Not down to Earth enough?

Watch for it.  In the meantime, you need to get yourself ready.  Enjoy this day.  Get outside and look up to the sky.  Breathe.  Take 3 minutes to just listen to the wind, feel the earth under your feet and reconnect with nature.  Find a bit of inner and outer peace in being present.  You don’t have to do it for long.   Just feel the peace.

I’m holding  your hand.  You’ve got a friend in me.  Take your time.  Allow the grief and the healing to come to you and welcome it with your arms open wide.  You can do this!

Shine On!

xo

Cancer Connections

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You gain strength, courage, and confidence

by every experience in which you really stop

to look fear in the face.

You are able to say to yourself,

“I lived through this horror.

I can take the next thing that comes along.”

– Eleanor Roosevelt

Sitting in the oncologist office waiting room, I had some time to look around at all the other people there waiting patiently for their names to be called.  I’ve done this before and I seem to do it every time I’m there.  I smile at the others in the room, because I figure if you are here, then we’ve got a connection.  Because let’s face it, there are plenty of other places to sit in this big ole world and I bet you wouldn’t choose the oncology waiting room to hang out in if you didn’t need to be there.  Or if your loved one didn’t need to be there.

Cancer evens us out.  Strange to say, right?  But I find that those of us who have endured cancer find it easier to simply connect with someone else who has been in the same boat.  It’s that common ground that we search for when we connect with someone else.  By simply being in the same doctor’s office, we can pretty much bet we’ve got or had the Big C and we’re hoping to get better and stay healthy.

Cancer isn’t choosy.  It doesn’t discriminate between races or genders.  Old or young, it matters not.  It comes in changing the lives of its patients and those who surround them.  Cancer bonds people.  Cancer breaks people down.  Cancer divides. Cancer unifies.  Cancer conquers some people and yet, there are others who conquer cancer.  It’s an equal-opportunity disease for which there’s no cure, yet.

Cancer connects people in ways that they might not necessarily connect.  The fear of death and the horror of cancer treatments, etc.  give you a bird’s eye view of what you are truly made of and there’s no place for sissy’s with cancer.  No matter with whom you talk, we’ve all had sleepless nights filled with worry and repeatedly question at every tumor marker test, if cancer has returned.  Many of us have endured surgeries, chemotherapy, radiation, blood tests, needles, being poked and prodded by countless professionals and staff.  We’ve lost our hair, body parts and our dignity.  But I’ve learned that we don’t lose our loving hearts, nor our need for comfort or our precious souls to cancer.   It’s given me a new outlook on life.  Sure cancer has weakened parts of my life, but it also strengthened me.  It’s given me lessons on human nature that I would have never understood had I not endured the cancer.  It’s made me appreciate the little things and be unafraid of dying.  It’s changed my life in good and bad ways, but I try to concentrate on the good in my life at every turn.

What has cancer done in your life?

Shine On!

xo

Here’s One Answer to “Why Me?”

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“A gem cannot be polished without friction, nor a man perfected without trials. “
Chinese Proverb

Let’s be clear, I’m not looking for perfection.  Not for myself nor for anyone else in the vicinity.  You can choose to look for whatever you wish.  I will tell you though, that I think you are perfect, just the way you are ~ the way you really are ~ that soulful you.  The one deep inside beneath all the rubble of your outside persona.  You know what I’m talking about, don’t you?  The inner being who inhabits the human body called YOU.

That being is perfect.  That person is love.  That soul is perfect.

And when it comes to asking that all-important question, “why me?” I think the above Chinese proverb is a good start.  Nobody likes troubles, illness, death, financial problems, feeling unloved, tragedy, violence etc in our lives.  We’d prefer a quiet, loving atmosphere in which to grow and to enjoy the time we have here on Earth.  But ‘life happens’ and we are many times thrust into situations of which we have little or no control over and we must dog paddle our way to the safe shore.  It’s not fun.  It’s not easy.  Trials and tribulations aren’t usually fun.  Little pings of anxiety after them aren’t either.  They are simply nudges I think to get our lives back on track if we’ve fallen away from our purpose.

But after the incident/illness, when we look back, we can see how the trials shaped us, refined us and polished our lives.  If you have endured life changing moments, you may understand what I am trying to say even though today I feel as if I am floundering in how I am writing to you.  I am not saying, for the record, that I am happy that I had breast cancer.  Oh no.   I would have been happy with a peace-filled, illness-free life.  But am I grateful for the trial so that I learned how truly strong I am, how I can reach out to help inspire others and how being loved and loving others means the most in life?  Well, then, yes. yes, and yes.

Breast cancer changed my life permanently in all different ways.  My physical body, my physical abilities, my mental state, my brain’s capacity and even my spiritual awareness all are irrevocably changed.  I have a chronic illness that I cannot overcome.  I have memory problems.  I have limited abilities in areas where BC (before cancer) I was limitless.  There is time that I can never get back.  There are many losses and few gains.  There is a learning curve which I never expected.  There are answers that I never even knew I could seek and find.  There are questions that will remain unanswerable and I must find peace within in order to move on.

Sometimes it boils down to the simple…I am here and gratefully present.

Shine On!

xo

What are you doing with your sadness?

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How many times have these words crossed your your mind or been uttered by your lips?  How many times have you felt that life’s circumstances have treated you unfairly?  And what did you do about it?  Or better yet, what are you doing about it?  Are you wallowing in a heap of self-pity pooled with tears and ‘why me’s?’  Or have you dissolved into anger and resentment?  Perhaps you have evolved into a place where you can see that circumstances occur, it is what it is and you’ve moved on?

What are you doing with your sadness?

Death, illness, poverty, depression, lack of love, crimes, and violence can all bring sadness into our lives.  At times, these circumstances can feel as though they are breaking our souls and tempt our resolves to live our lives to their fullest potential.  They change us in ways in which we cannot imagine.  They are paths which we take which are many times not how we’d imagined our lives to be.  But the one thing for certain is this:  we have choices throughout these paths and we are not alone.  It is in these periods of time that we have choices which can change our lives.  By reaching out of our comfort zones we can connect with others to help heal ourselves.  We can take on the fighting spirit which lies within us, that strength that you possibly never knew you had inside at your disposal when needed, and reach out of our troubles in order to heal ourselves.  It is never an easy task, but nor is is insurmountable.  It takes time, it takes patience.  It takes a willingness to expose the grief and to forgive, to find a new normal for ourselves and to pick ourselves up and to find the Presents in Presence.

I’ve wasted time myself.  Wasted precious moments in anger, resentment, sadness and stony unforgiveness.  I’ve wallowed in self-pity, berated myself for the cancer which broke my body, my spirit, my self-esteem and even my will to live.  I’ve grieved over the passing of loved ones, harboring in my shell of grief, shouldering the sadness of the world around me.  I have forgotten that little light of a soul inside of me who only wishes to be raised up to sparkle.  I have lost sight of my spirit inside of me and I forgotten that this is a journey of spirit and not of humanness as much.  I disconnected from my purpose and I turned my back on the experiences which have brought me to this moment of light.  I allowed the darkness to invade for a bit.  Luckily, my connections wouldn’t allow me to give up on my purpose nor my energy to inspire and I was given help to ignite that passionate loving, healing spirit to shine in my life.  Just as my light began to fade indeed, I was brought back to the beauty in life and I am forever grateful.

And this is why I tell you, I am your biggest fan.  We all need a hand to hold onto and another spirit to walk with us.  We require that connection in order to leapfrog with each other and to help pull ourselves out of the darkness when it happens.  And it does happen.  Life is not without strife sometimes, but it’s what you do with that sadness that counts.  Sure, the DASH is important, but it’s the Presents in Presence that marks the days, the years, the life that you live for as long as you are blessed to be here.

What do you create out of your sadness?  Where to do allow it to take you or do you lead?

For you see, none of us get out of this life alive and we’ve all been asked what are we doing with our lives.  We’ve heard about the dash ~ you know what that is, right?  The DASH between your birth year and your death year and what counts is what you do with that time.  But it’s the moments, the now, that I’m interested in because as we build on these nows, we build the important dash.  We choose to see the light, be a part of the light and we choose to shine and sparkle our own brand of light into the world.

You are never left without a choice.  Use it wisely.  If you chose darkness, you can still choose light now.  That’s how easy it is.  You can find your way out of that sadness.  You can choose to for a moment, now, to smile, even if you don’t feel much like doing it.  Let’s try it now.  Please?  For me?

Shine On!

xo

Does Time Heal?

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“It has been said, ‘time heals all wounds.’ I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.”
― Rose Kennedy

How’s this for a quote?  I liked it at first I must admit.  But then, as I allowed the words to sink in and thought of my own wounds from living more than 40 years, enduring breast cancer and losing loved ones, I felt like it was a bit controversial too.  Perhaps I am being over-sensitive today.

What do you think?

Does it depend on the wounds ~ the type, the severity, the age?  Or is it an all-encompassing a wound, is a wound, is a wound?  Or does it depend upon the person who is wounded?

I have wounds, scars which train track across my body.  Scars from breast cancer surgeries, from pregnancy, from life.  The physical ones that you can see if I were to show you.  I have pains from those scars and surgeries that never quite go away.  A dull throb that even though I am aware of every minute of everyday, I have gotten used to ~ the pains have lessened but have never gone away.

I have mental and emotional scars as well.  I think we all do.  I’ve found that in forgiving, I am given peace in my life, in my spirit, in myself.  That was a gift to me.

It’s kind of like the sadness which can permeate life.  I’m sad for all that I have lost, but again, the pain has lessened, but it has never gone away.  I do my best to keep it in check and I believe I overcome it most days.  Gratitude for the blessings in life helps immensely.  Accepting and transitioning to the new normal after a tragedy helps this process as well.

But it’s never fully gone.  It can be a gentle reminder or it can be a gaping hole in your life.  You choose how you deal with your own wounds.  It’s one of the perks of being you.  You can allow the wound to fester, to infect and to override any happiness in your life.  Or you can allow it to settle into your being, a gentle or not so gentle reminder of what you’ve endured, the power that you have within you, that inner strength that has led you to continue on living this life.

We all have challenges.  We all carry wounds.  We can allow those wounds to barricade ourselves into a caged life of loneliness, fear and sadness or we can reach out beyond our wounds to connect with others, to understand that simple connection of life and to grow with it, to turn the wound into a positive, into a way of digging deeper in to our soul’s purpose and to align ourselves with love.

It’s up to you.

You are not your wounds.  YOU are deeper than the wounds you’ve suffered. 

YOU are LOVE.

Shine On!

xo

How to Survive Bad News

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Bad news.  Good news.  Still news, but boy can any type of sudden news cause a huge blip in life!  Stop for a moment and imagine getting good news ~ feel the euphoria of it, bathe in the sunshine warmth of happiness that perfumes the air.  You feel good, right?  High, happy and you are smiling.

Now imagine getting bad news, feel the drop in your stomach, the curdling of worry, the intense whirring in your head, the prickling of tears in your eyes and the wallowing that often accompanies sadness.  Tears, fears and stress abounds.

Highs and lows.  They come into our lives.   We are like a radar blip in the universe ~ sometimes our blips are high and sometimes they are low.  Sure I’ve heard all the cliches about how the pendulum swings and you appreciate the highs by experiencing the lows.  Nobody gets a smooth ride and without that high/low thing, we wouldn’t appreciate the experiences of life.  I’m not advocating a boring straight line of life without highs and lows.  Far from it as I’ve experienced them both and I’ve come to the conclusion that I want to go with the flow, appreciate the highs and the lows for what they are, for what they teach us about ourselves and each other and all the amazing insight we gain from them.

But this morning, looking back at the last few days with the highs and lows I’ve experienced due to a lab error on my tumor markers for breast cancer, Lab Error ~ click here for post I can’t help but wonder how it is I am so easily changed by a few words.  Do you know what I mean?  With the retesting of my over normal numbers (read abnormal), I plunged myself into sadness, took a whole day for ‘me’ and even though I tried to continue to be optimistic, I confess I did allow myself a little pity party.  I’m only human.

And then, last night, when the reality that my numbers are back on track, I was happy ~ until I started my monkey mind stinking thinking that perhaps I need a 3rd test to rule out that the ‘normal’ numbers were not a fluke and somehow another lab error.  But then, my brain reminded me that I was fasting the 2nd time and therefore had no other extenuating factors to mar the tests so I can be assured that all is well.

But do you see what I mean?  A little bad or good news and I am like a swing ~ sad or happy.  It was my dear friend Laurie over at Lauriesnotes ~ click here  who with her infinite wisdom reminded me of what I had forgotten.  A lesson which I know, but I had misplaced ~ one that I had to share with you.

Wherever you find yourself today, remember there is always calm…No need to stop the monkey mind…just find a little whisper underneath…that it is ok no matter what…not sick or well….”

And in the a-ha moment that followed my reading her heartfelt comment, the clarity of the lesson astounded me and for that I am truly grateful ~Thank you Laurie! ♥  No matter the results, I knew I would be ok because that is my only option, to be ok.  To continue to strive to inspire myself, you and anyone else who needs a friend.  Cancer patients, survivors, thrivers, anyone who needs a hand to hold.  I will be there for you ~ and I will be there for myself ~ and you will be there for me as well.  It wouldn’t have been easy, I wouldn’t have been thrilled to have to deal with the huge pain in the neck (and other places) called cancer, I would have fought (and won, again!) and I would have learned whatever life lesson was ahead.

But this life lesson, this one that Laurie’s reminded us of, is one that I tuck away in my heart.  It’s the peace within, the go with the flow, it’s the ‘it’s all ok’ whisper that when we are peaceful, we can hear and obey.  My heartfelt thanks for listening to your hearts, to my heart and for connecting with me.  We are a mighty community ~ a life force of beauty.

Thanks for connecting with me. 

♥ I HEARTily appreciate you! ♥

Shine On!

xo

Lab Error

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As you know, for the last few days, I’ve been battling another feverish worry about my tumor marker results which came in over normal.  Honestly they had been creeping up and were just over normal back in August.  So when I got the call back saying that I needed a retest, my heart dropped, my brain went into overload and I cried.  Fear took over as I’ve been there, done that and I don’t ever want to relive the harrowing hell of cancer a second time.  Who am I kidding?  Nobody ever wants to live it the first time, let alone any encores!

It works the same with any illness I think ~ or any sort of test for health.  We go into the test hoping for the best, worrying about the results and trying our best to stay calm.  At least, I can say that this is how it works for me.  You’d think that after 12 years of this, I’d get used to it, but I’ve never quite gotten used to the fear factor in testing about my breast cancer.  As the years have progressed and I’ve been blessed to live without recurrence, it still matters not when the time comes for testing or for that dreaded wait period for results.  I’m sure you’ll agree that,  The Waiting is the Hardest Part (click for blog post).

My 2nd waiting period was cut short this time due to my favorite sympathetic vampire (my oncologist’s amazing phlebotomist whom I adore ~ thanks Robin) who put my retest in STAT as she understood my anxiety was over the top high this time.  My blood pressure was 190 over something high and it was sheer will that kept me upright in the chair and not passing out, again when she took my blood.  Yes, another of my special charms, I pass out when I see a needle ~ and you’d think I”d get over that as well since I’ve endured countless needles over my lifetime with the C-word, but nope, that one continues.

So when the phone rang  late yesterday afternoon, I knew I had to answer.  I was at a stop light.  I saw it was the doctor’s office.  So I quickly answered and asked the caller to wait a moment while I pulled over.  Breathing deeply, car in park, I gave her my full attention.

“Yes, I’m here.  Thanks for waiting. I am driving so I pulled over so I can talk with you.”

“Great.  Glad to hear it, but I wouldn’t have called your cell if I didn’t have this news.”

“And….”  Butterflies are doing the mambo in my tummy.  I can hear the blood whooshing in my ears and my heart is beating like a loud drum.  Yes, I am afraid.

“Good news.  It was a lab error.  Your numbers are safely within the normal range.”

“Really?  Are you sure?  Everything is good?  I’m fine?” I stuttered, beginning to cry.

“Yes, you are fine.”

“Oh my gosh, thank you, thank you.  I feel like I’m going to throw up!  Thank you!”

“On don’t throw up.  Are you crying?”

“Oh yes, I was so upset.  Yes, I”m crying.  Happy tears.  Thank you so much.  Oh, I”m so happy!”

Giggles in the background, mine and hers, like a symphony.

“Enjoy.  Be happy.  These are my favorite calls to make.”

“I’m sure.  I’ve been on the other end so I understand,” I answered somberly.

“I know you do.   Big hugs to you.  Enjoy your night.”

“Oh you know I will.  Thank you!”

I hung up the phone.  Tears spilling everywhere down my cheeks.  I can’t catch my breath.  I am so relieved.  I feel like the floodgates have opened and I am swooshed away with the pent up worry that is now fully releasing itself from my body.  Giggles, tears, relief flooding everywhere.  Thank goodness I pulled over to park!

“Thank you God.  Thank you body.  Thank you so much.”  I repeat aloud in my car by myself.  And of course, I began to thank all of you, my friends, my family, our loving community.

This morning I awoke wanting to write so much to you.  But I wanted you to have the story here first so please bear with me if I write another post because the story’s not finished here.  It’s just that I don’t want you to have more than a 5 minute post to read today.  And please know that…

appreciate

Shine On!

xo

Pass the Time with Love

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Thank you to all of you for your kind messages yesterday.  I’m waiting on the answer as to what happens next and if the cancer has returned.  I was retested yesterday so now I just hunker down to wait and see.  Yesterday I comforted me.  I took the time to pamper myself and to allow the feelings to surface that needed to be felt.  I allowed a bit of fears and tears to be shed so that I could greet my family with calming love and joy when they got home from school and work.  But before they arrived, I took some needed ‘me time.’

What’s your ME time?  Do you take some important time for yourself?  What do you do for you to rejuvenate your soul?

I relaxed in the quiet of my home, with my trusty kitty nearby.  Funny how she never left my side yesterday.  Perhaps on some soul to soul level, she understood that I needed a bit more fur therapy than usual ~ that I needed some quiet time to contemplate and to relax.  She snoozed on the couch with me as I rested.  I tried to meditate, but you may remember how my monkey mind acts up when I try.  If not, click here for a giggle.   So I closed my eyes and asked my angels to help me to rest and to heal.  I sent loving thoughts to my body, I thought of healing love spreading its sparkling light from my head to my toes.  I imagined a healing light from Heaven embracing me as I tried to relax and let go of all the worry in my brain.  I imagined cleansing my cells free from toxins and spreading light throughout them.  ‘The Presents in Presence’ was my mantra.  I embraced myself, with faults and all, and thanked my body, brain and heart for all that it has given to me.  I restored peace within my soul, asking forgiveness and allowing forgiveness into my heart.  I fell asleep for awhile.

Do you believe in angels?

A little bit of comfort food for the physical body, fur therapy for the heart (because her purrs reverberate directly to my cells) and lots of loving messages from you and my trusty friends and family who know what’s going on and voila- I was ready for my little family to arrive home to a calm Mom and not the crying jagged woman who inhabited the house only a few hours ago.  It’s amazing what we can do in an instant, isn’t it?  We can change directions when we have to, because we have to, as easily as changing lanes while driving sometimes.  I only need to know that my sons are coming home and I don’t want them to know anything that I can right myself, remove any remnants of tear-stained tissues and comfort food evidence in order to greet them with the smiles, the loving embraces and the full-on attention that they deserve when they come home.  There’s no need for them to have any clue as to what is going on before there is a definite answer.  It’s not that I ever hid my cancer from them because I have never done that.  They have known as much as needed, when needed and I stand behind our decisions with that (hubby and mine) ~ we’re a team.

But it’s a wait to worry scenario here.  Sure, I was worrying plenty while they were out of the house, but then, I was back to calm Mom until bedtime when I could relax with hubby and gain some strength from him as well.  Today is another day, brighter and with dawn comes possibility and more love, more gratitude and maybe even an answer if I’m lucky.

So enjoy your day, wherever you may roam.  Smile at strangers, hold hands with loved ones and be kind to yourself and to each other.  We are all connected.  We are all here together on this journey called life.  And it is, with love, that I send my heartfelt gratitude to you for connecting with me.

Shine On!

xo

The Waiting is the Hardest Part

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As with any illness, it’s the waiting I think that is the hardest part.  Don’t you agree?  I recently had my twice yearly oncology check up and I am now waiting for the results of my tests.  Honestly, I am a bit ill at ease until I hear the numbers of my tumor markers.  I try very hard to keep myself in check as the days go by, but sometimes that anxiety sneaks up on me in the most slippery of ways.  Does this happen to you?  Been there, gotten a bad diagnosis, so the rest of your life, you’re waiting for the other shoe to drop even though you are well aware that you should not be thinking this way?

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I think it’s when all the woulda/coulda/shoulda’s come out in the open and rear their ugly heads.  At least that’s how it is for me.  I get aches and pains and heart palpitations which I know are self-induced by my inner panic which I am trying very hard to avoid.  I don’t talk about it much because there’s nothing anyone can do about it except for me.  To speak of it, gives others the heavy feeling that they must buoy my spirits by speaking words of encouragement and reiterating that everything is fine when quite frankly, they have no clue and neither do I.

It bugs me.  I know it makes them feel like they are helping and I agree that they are trying to help.  But honestly, I’ve been down this road so very many times in over 12 years when I was diagnosed with breast cancer that I just keep it to myself now.  I hide away for a few days until the results are in and the anxiety blows over.  I know the anxiety doesn’t help.  I remind myself not to waste good precious hours with being preoccupied with what ifs and trying to plan for them.  Because nobody knows ~ that’s the bottom line.

And wasting these precious happy hours worrying about that darn ‘what if’ is unproductive and truly ludicrous because it won’t change the result.  It only mars the present.  Does that make sense to you?  It makes great common sense to me, but that doesn’t mean that there are moments when I don’t topple into the rabbit hole of doubt and despair.  Because I’d be a liar if I said I didn’t.  But what I do, is I find that repeating the mantra, “there are presents in presence” helps to change the channel in my brain and switch the activity focus on the now instead of the what if’s.

What do you do when you’re waiting for an answer?  For a diagnosis?  For the results of a test?

Do you succumb to the worry game?  Or do you have special way of not wasting precious time and keeping yourself in the moment of bliss?  I’d love to hear from you.  We can all help and connect by sharing our secrets!  We’re in this together.  We’ve all had to wait for something.  How did you handle it?  How do you handle waiting?

Please share!

Don’t Worry, Be Happy!

Shine On!

xo

P.S. Coincidence?  As I was writing this post, I got a phone call from my oncologist notifying me that my tumor marker numbers are high and over normal.  They are hoping it is a lab mistake but to be sure, I need to be rested.  Now the wait is increased by another week with the anxiety increase that there could be something brewing.  I guess I really have to walk my talk now.  Please send love and strength.

P.P.S.  I found this excerpt when I googled what Tom Petty meant when he wrote “The Waiting”  ~ Petty: “That was a song that took a long time to write. Roger McGuinn swears he told me the line – about the waiting being the hardest part – but I think I got the idea from something Janis Joplin said on television. I had the chorus very quickly, but I had a very difficult time piecing together the rest of the song. It’s about waiting for your dreams and not knowing if they will come true. I’ve always felt it was an optimistic song.”*

*Thanks to SongFacts