Let me start by telling you a little story
Years ago, I counseled a friend through was a very rough night. She was terrified of something that was set to pass the next day. I patiently witnessed her fears with her.The next day, the seemingly fated tragedy never occurred.
I felt that I was cosmically owed something back.
Both neurotically and miraculously, I find myself in a similar situation with my dad’s health.
As you might know, Dad was diagnosed a few months ago with a malignant, ocular melanoma. He was given at most a year to live. It was really bad. I traveled to see him a few times, and I leaned on a lot of people for their support.
Last week, the oncologists reported that they had removed all of the cancer and were giving him a new lease on life.
He’s got a lot of recovery still to do, but, medically, he’s slated to live.
I’m overwhelmed with joy and feel like I’ve suffered a bit of whiplash on this very fast roller-coaster ride.
And, like I alluded to in the above story, I feel like I owe people a bit of a refund for all the support they gave me. Of course, I know this is a touch of neuroses and that at the time, the help was needed. But, now, everything is back to being copacetic.
Thank you for your love, and prayers.
With much love,