Hope and Weariness


Waking up is a gamble.  Some days I open my eyes to a surge of excitement, my mind spinning with anticipation for what I’m going to do that day.  I get up and get moving. Other days I wake to a coil of anxiety in my gut.  Those days I try to stay in bed and breath relaxation into my body.  That doesn’t always work and if it doesn’t, I get up and get moving, as if it was a morning when I’m looking forward to what the day will bring. Moving always makes me feel better, but those dreary mornings can get wearing.

My sister Chris, whose blog I introduced you to over a month ago, has recently posted two new essays that speak to those alternating days of hope and weariness.  The essays are terrific.  I hope you’ll click over to A Cancer Journey With Chris and read them.

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