Was it all just a dream?
It’s been two years since that day.
Faith, hope, and love are my themes.
Years leading up to checking bloodstream,
Questions unanswered, and pain unknown.
Was it all just a dream?
Times of laughter, floating downstream,
my mind drifts to precious memories.
Faith, hope, and love are my themes.
Giggles, growth, and pain extremes,
Unfamiliar places, people, and experiences.
Was it all just a dream?
Kids, grandkids, trips, and dreams,
A life filled with adventures.
Faith, hope, and love are my themes.
Scans, visits, and medical teams.
A move, surgery, and a miracle.
Was it all just a dream?
Faith, hope, and love are my themes.
K.L. Hale
Two years ago, ten years in the making–decisions, dreams, and a diagnosis. Treatments, scans, blood draws, and tests. The school of life is forever in session. Life-changing anniversaries continue to make impacts. Every experience an education.
Cancer. It’s like having a rock I can’t remove in my hiking boot. But I cling to the Rock that counts.
Has a diagnosis or disease duped your determination? Does pain prevent you from progressing?
I don’t know why I’m here. But I know God has a plan. You may not believe it. ME? I have to believe. Every difficulty is for my development. It’s in sunrises, sunsets, the birds, and the trees, my kids and grandkids, everything that I see. It would be easy to be cynical, angry, or mad. There’s enough of that—-why not just be glad? I have air in my lungs, a roof over my head, and precious family and friends, what should I dread? I’ll laugh and giggle through the ups and downs, sometimes I’ll cry and might get down. It doesn’t last long because God’s always near. He holds me tight, I have nothing to fear.
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