Driftwood

Yesterday was my last day of radiation so I feel I should write something in here. After all, it is a closing of a pretty significant chapter of this book called My Life. Yet I do not feel like I have anything of significance to say. I will see my chemo oncologist today for a follow up and see what he has to say. I don’t see the specialist in Boston until June. Oh, I did call the surgeon to make an appt as she told me to do, and I found out she has left the area! So I made an appt with my ob/gyn who performed the first surgery and we can discuss the other womanly issues that have come about because of the surgery but do Not. Involve. Cancer. You know, normal things.

I have read that when treatment is over the patient can feel lost and alone – who will take care of me now? Good thing I am in OA! I know who takes care of me! And I have never stopped doing service all throughout the treatment. In fact, I took on more. You know the saying don’t you? When the going gets tough, the tough do service? So now I am so busy I don’t have time to wonder or feel sorry for myself.

What’s next for me? Right now I will simply continue to work my Program of Recovery and live the 12 Steps, Traditions and Concepts of Service to the best of my ability. Do my service for OA and my church. Clean house – both literally and figuratively. And keep living one day at a time.

I was mentioning in a daily writing the other day of feeling like a piece of drift wood being pummeled by the wind and waves with all the “life” that was being thrown at me and my husband. And immediately I thought of the gorgeous pieces of driftwood I used to collect as I walked on the beach – each one more beautiful and uniquely sculpted than the next. Some even had new life growing in them. I had to laugh. What used to be a life of constant depression is now replaced immediately with hope and beauty.

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4 thoughts on “Driftwood

  1. Wow! Must leave a ditto to both Gordon’s and Martha’s comments! Could not invent a more beautiful wheel! 🙂 Happy treatments are behind you, Dear Wren. You have done a magnificent job with the challenges of life, cancer and all that is… Sooo grateful for the opportunity to have been included in your journey. Thank you! Should feelings of loss or being alone creep in during the Ides of March, please don’t hesitate to give a call for company, breakfast or whatever to drive them away! Likewise… happy-today visits or shout-outs are welcome also! 🙂 Abundant blessings and care going your way, ~Randy 🙂

  2. And a life of constant hope & beauty is the life you show forth continuously, good friend.
    Written with continual gratitude.

  3. Right. Like driftwood, it’s the barrage of assaults that make us interesting and beautiful. And you, my dear, are certainly both.

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