#4

There was never a day more beautiful than today.  At least not in March.  Cancer is becoming a distant memory.  Maybe it's because my "chemo brain" fog is preventing me from remembering it or maybe, just maybe, cancer has become a memory because these current days and moments are so infinitely better than what the last 6 months have been.  The good is better than the worst of the bad.  It reminds me of a salad I made the other night- no matter how wilted the lettuce it's nothing a good amount of blue cheese dressing can't cover up...Kinda.  

Thank God for good days.

#3

I think my life would be drastically different if I could pick up a phone and call Heaven.  How helpful would it be to call God up on your way home from work and chat?  I need Him now and I need a direct line.  I need to talk and I need to be talked to.  I need Him to answer the phone.  I need Him to be more than a testimony, more than Scripture, more than nature, more than miracles.  I need Him to be HERE.

#2

I was driving this evening at around 6:30 pm.  The sun was just starting to set and was creating a beautiful palette in the dusky sky- a frequent perk of living in Southern California.  So, this scene was setting behind me and I tried to appreciate the beauty just by staring in the side and rear view mirrors, but to no avail.  I missed this sunset.  

Then I started thinking:  I saw the dusty pinks and mossy greens. I did see the sun sink into the mountains.  But not with my own eyes.  What is so special about witnessing something first hand, in the moment?  I couldn't appreciate it fully because I didn't watch it fully.  Same thing happens when I look at an Ansel Adams or Henri Cartier-Bresson photograph.  I want to be there!  And I am sure plenty of others do too.  What is it in me that wants to do it all?  I could get myself into trouble...

People cannot live in other's shoes, but they can tie them.