hmm.
i wonder if i should rename my blog.
i wanted the cancer out of my boob. but...instead my boob got out of my body.
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
-Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi 1207-1273, written in 1230
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2 comments:
Hi Meghan,
Steph was in the office today and Melina is back from her travels. I miss you.
sounds like things are as good as they can be at this point. Thank goodness. You must be so relieved!! And is it such a relief for those who care about you.
I'll be curious to know what you think of Water for Elepahnts. I read it last year in Alaska and I really liked it.
Thanks for keeping us posted!!
Natalie
Meghan, you've cleaned house...the cancer in/and your boob are both out of your body...and you are clear to begin the next chapter of your happy, healthy life.
Here are a few words from an anonymous survivor:
I am a Breast Cancer survivor and I will wear pink.
I will wear pink to remind me that spring always comes and flowers bloom and I will bloom again myself.
I will wear pink when my chest aches where my breast is missing and I will remember the miracle of my survival.
Love to you,
Cousin Linda
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