I walked to the bench today after my MRI. My doctor ordered the test to see if I have pancreatic cancer, not because I have any symptoms or suspicion, but because my mother died of it last year.
As both RN and someone who has waited for yes-it-is/no-it's-not results, I love this glimpse into your feelings. I love how you have a bench you walk to, as needed. It likely waits for you...
I have places too, mostly near certain trees as I water them deeply by hand. I love how you describe the bridges, and the "pearly blue" water that day.
Yes, I feel it. too---the walk there, that journey is almost everything.
This is quite beautiful. You describe your experience wonderfully. The MRI sounds sort of terrifying. I love walks myself, deep in nature. My father is dying of terminal cancer. He just got his latest MRI results. Still waiting on lung scan. I write about his experience here.
Thank you, Michael, and my sympathies--I am so sorry your dad is dying. Ugh. That's the problem with loving people, isn't it? We risk the loss...on the other hand, what a gift.
Love that book by L'Engle and your beautiful expression. I know you'll get an all clear!
As both RN and someone who has waited for yes-it-is/no-it's-not results, I love this glimpse into your feelings. I love how you have a bench you walk to, as needed. It likely waits for you...
I have places too, mostly near certain trees as I water them deeply by hand. I love how you describe the bridges, and the "pearly blue" water that day.
Yes, I feel it. too---the walk there, that journey is almost everything.
Thank you so much, Toni! I appreciate your thoughts.
Thank you Holly for your vulnerability and also for sharing!
This is quite beautiful. You describe your experience wonderfully. The MRI sounds sort of terrifying. I love walks myself, deep in nature. My father is dying of terminal cancer. He just got his latest MRI results. Still waiting on lung scan. I write about his experience here.
Anyway. Thank you.
Michael Mohr
‘The Incompatibility of Being Alive’
https://reallife82.substack.com/
Thank you, Michael, and my sympathies--I am so sorry your dad is dying. Ugh. That's the problem with loving people, isn't it? We risk the loss...on the other hand, what a gift.