Planes. Trains. Buses. Bikes.
I don’t think I would be doing what I’m doing right now if it weren’t for cancer.
So… thank you, cancer.
People call cancer a journey. Or a battle.
But I’m choosing something different.
I’m calling it an adventure.
An adventure into:
your health
your mind
your purpose
your whole being
Because I can’t imagine going through something like this and not being changed.
And somehow… beyond the obvious…
I feel like I’m becoming a better person.
Maybe the person I always wanted to be — but couldn’t quite figure out how.
I don’t feel like I have a choice anymore.
Not in a negative way.
But in a very clear way.
I don’t feel like I have any option other than becoming better.
More present.
More intentional.
My daughter is getting married in July.
He’s a wonderful man.
And I will be there.
They’re going to have children.
And I will be there.
I’ve always loved to travel.
I’ve always loved being around children.
And this trip… this is what kept me going. I am cleared to travel after 3 months and I am going.
To Costa Rica. By myself. To volunteer. To breathe.
I’m excited.
A little nervous.
But mostly excited.
My work allows me the flexibility to do this. And I am grateful.
So here I am.
Getting on planes, trains, buses, and bikes.
Doing something I might never have done otherwise.
I didn’t choose cancer.
But I am choosing what comes next.
maybe this isn’t just something that happened to me.
Maybe, in a strange and horrible way…
it’s what pushed me finally into the life I always wanted.
So… thank you, cancer.