A journey is a person in itself; no two are alike. And all plans, safeguards, policing, and coercion are fruitless. We find that after years of struggle that we do not take a trip; a trip takes us. [John Steinbeck]
Life is funny. Just a short time ago I thought I had a handle on mine. I was powering along, sometimes happy with the way of things, others less so, but mostly I was just going along.
Now I am often BEwildered about what it was I could have found to BE NOT to my liking. After all, isn’t this somewhat the way of humans?! We categorise and organise and summarise. We sum things up. We cut losses.
Today I am choosing happy first. I am deciding that whatever is is okay with me. NOT that I love it, but it’s my Life, my Day, so what’s the draw in choosing other than happy?!
Chemo has done a number on my mouth. Ouch Ouch Ouch!!! Can’t talk without pain. Eating is BEyond me.
So I am choosing to invent new-to-me smoothies and to stick to drinking water. I DO what I CAN DO to comfort or at least ease the pain. Even for a moment.
And BEyond that it’s all about trusting that this is simply my Journey.
I love you, Currie