My week away has been therapeautic in a way I wouldn't have expected. I seem to be fighting for some lost feelings now.
It's almost like i'm at a rest area or fork in the road. I don't even know what I want to pray for. It is a peace but kinda scares me like i'm giving up. I don't think I am....
Where i'm at: 1) What we had is done (forever). 2) I never say never so I do have hope. 3) I'll keep that tempered. 4) Have to get back to drag racing, just starting the car is medication. 5) Time with the boys this week as their mom is gone for a week. 6) Always realize moments are precious!!
A friend of mine owns a small trucking company and one of his drivers missed some work last year due to cancer treatment.
Treatment worked and he was back working this last year. Super nice guy with wife and small kids. Hard worker and happy.
Within the last month the cancer came back and is in his lungs. He is terminal, and has maybe a week. This man is at his house with family and friends, watching while all these people scurry about in preparation for his death. Still upbeat!
Something I don't believe I could do, amazing. Gets me thinking, the winners in life are truly a different breed.
God Bless all of You! and i hope tomorrow is better than the last
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