You know, I never thought I’d hear myself say, “I’m grateful for what cancer gave me”. Don’t get me wrong…I don’t wish cancer on anyone. And, given the choice, I’m quite sure I’d take a pass on that part of my life. But, since it happened, and, since I had to go through it, I choose to embrace everything I learned from it.
They came from everywhere. Calls, notes, cards, gifts, meals, visits….. I was so overwhelmed. Friends I had decades ago embraced me and encouraged me. Once a week I’d receive a special mysterious gift, and the card would say, “Love, Angels in the Outfield”. I had no idea who these gifts were from. It went on for weeks. Then one...
I have found most things I do in life become a “race”. Some of these are 5K’s, and enjoyable,. Some are much longer and, often, quite painful.
I remember Glen and my race to be “debt free”. We used Dave Ramsey’s System. Some of that journey was horribly painful: financial sacrifices, disagreements on what we could and could not spend and the finish line feeling continents away. But I also remember that day we paid off our first debt. It was exhilarating. Closing out that one debt made crossing the finish line seem possible. Even though we couldn’t see the end, we knew it was within our reach.