Perspective

Chuck and I went to Providence Cafe for lunch following yesterday's kemo. I savored my fruit plate at our al fresco table. Then, at the edge of my vision, I noticed motion in the parking lot; and I watched as a man in a wheelchair slowly exited his van and finally powered his way up the walk to the restaurant door. I couldn't tell what had caused his paralysis, but it was pretty obvious that he wouldn't be leaving that chair in this life. And I thought, "How blessed I am to be able to walk." My mind kept counting miracles: I can read the menu (my eyes aren't watering these days); I can taste and enjoy my food (many on chemo lose that pleasure); dear friends and family surround me with love (so many carry crushing burdens alone). Today I want us to pray for people we know who live with permanent disabilities and for people who are humanly alone.

Kemo went well. About 2:00 pm heavy fatigue set in and since then I've been pretty much prone. I did get up to help a little bit with dinner and to eat it. I'll be resting today, but I won't be complaining.

I appreciate your love and prayers.
Carol