My aunt is happily celebrating her 80th birthday this week, and we who love her are grateful for her life. I’m sharing this post of mine in her honor, with prayers that she continue with her amazing perspective.
My aunt is an artist and she has cancer. It’s a rare and aggressive kind. I know neither the specific details of her treatment nor what will happen. But it’s cancer. And cancer is always scary. I was thinking about something that I didn’t want to do this week, something that I was dreading, and then I thought that it’s nothing, nothing compared to what my aunt is going through. Everything else seems easy from the standpoint of cancer.
What is it like when you have cancer? Does your whole world go flat? What happens when you lose that “it could be worse” perspective that used to bring life into relief? Does everything in your life seem like it’s not where it’s supposed to be — what is distant is too immediately close, while what is truly near to you seems too far away?
I learned about the cancer straight…
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There once was a cripple…
who wasn't afraid to acknowledge that she was a cripple or to share her life of wonder, struggles, sorrow, and joy with perfect strangers. Here I am.
Join me as I explore the reality of divine love in the flesh, reflecting on what it means to be fully human, fully alive.