If courage is defined as stepping beyond fear then can you name the fear that my current connection to courage steps beyond each time I awaken to the fact that another life-saving surgery awaits, directly ahead?
The fear I choose to step beyond, daily, does not go by the name of Death.
The fear I step beyond is that of recurrent tumors disrupting my plan to enjoy a healthy, thus lengthy life of celebration with beloved family and treasured friends, and today’s insight-driven, intuitive train of thought leads me to ask: If this upcoming surgery offers me another chance at enjoying healthy longevity within the circle of life with my loved ones then what heartfelt blessing could feel more personally enriching than that?
Of interest to me is the fact that my daily spoonful of courage satisfies my think tank’s need to calm anxiety in order to verbalize independence of thought with clarity during conflicts that are bound to arise with loved ones, from time to time. And—
In addition to that, imagine me feeling relaxed with getting this surgery behind me so the healing process, following this lengthy ordeal, can, hopefully, heal completely for real. As to my chosen attitude after surgery—I plan to celebrate life, one day at a time.
On Friday, we enjoyed having Jessica as well as Lauren’s friends join us for dinner. Saturday evening saw us enjoying the Bucks/Hawks playoff game while Lauren and Mickey had dinner with their hosts. (Lauren and Madalyn have been friends since first grade.)
With Steven enjoying the holiday up north at the cabin, I’m about to read and relax before Lauren and Mickey, Andi and Michael and Jessica arrive to enjoy Independence Day with David, Will and me—and once again, it’s plain to see why I feel deeply blessed.
My last thought before calling today’s post a wrap (in hopes of taking a nap) is to wish you a deeply fulfilling holiday with loved ones while your anticipation of a bright tomorrow offers your spirit sound reason to toss smiles, all around.
Seriously, the fact of the matter is this: Our forefathers’ determination to create a harmonic union after declaring their independence from a tyrannical monarchy demanded much more in the way of positively focused thinking skills than did dumping tea into Boston Harbor based in anger over taxation without representation … There was a war to be fought in which many lost limb or life though many more, who’d survived, had lots of living to do in the aftermath having won their freedom as well as yours and mine—
USA! USA! USA!
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