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Sometimes it is the intensity of the struggle; other times it is the length of the struggle. Just. Want. To. Feel. Well. Again. Lord have mercy. 
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 I have been meaning, ever since I started this blog, to write in the quote from The Secret Garden from which the blog title is taken. What I really want is to add it as a side bar, but until I figure out how to do that, I shall put it here as a post. "At first each day which passed by for Mary Lennox was exactly like the others. Every morning she awoke in her tapestried room and found Martha kneeling upon the hearth building her fire; every morning she ate her breakfast in the nursery which had nothing amusing in it; and after each breakfast she gazed out of the window across to the huge moor which seemed to spread out on all sides and climb up to the sky, and after she had stared for a while she realized that if she did not go out she would have to stay in and do nothing—and so she went out. She did not know that this was the best thing she could have done, and she did not know that, when she began to walk quickly or even run along the paths and down the avenue, she was stirring her slow blood and making herself stronger by fighting with the wind which swept down from the moor. She ran only to make herself warm, and she hated the wind which rushed at her face and roared and held her back as if it were some giant she could not see. But the big breaths of rough fresh air blown over the heather filled her lungs with something which was good for her whole thin body and whipped some red color into her cheeks and brightened her dull eyes when she did not know anything about it." Today the wind is buffeting me. It does not feel to be making me stronger. It feels as though it is beating me up. It feels as though it is winning. And although feelings are not necessarily reality, they can feel like it. |
Note from ElizabethAlthough I am determinedly declaring that I will not allow being a cancer patient to define me, I recognize that in truth, for the next several months, it will in many ways do just that, This blog, Fighting with the Wind, is where my medical updates, philosophical musings, humorous anecdotes, heart-warming stories, spiritual contemplations, angry rantings, and joyous celebrations can be found. Archives
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