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Eyes of Wonder

Question?

How many of you walk with eyes of wonder rather than boredom?

Granted, the latter can seem easier and cooler to do. However, the former delivers so much that makes life richer in a multitude of ways.

Cancer gives us the perfect excuse to wake up each morning WITHOUT anticipation of an adventure.

  • I feel miserable.
  • I am so tried.
  • I don't want too try/learn something new with all the other new stuff going on.
  • I'm going to die soon. Why bother?

 Until you take your last breath...you are still living.

 Personally, my cancer journey went fine through surgery, radiation and even chemo. A few minor and expected bumps. Then came immunotherapy.


Four sessions with Keytruda and suddenly my left knee heavily arthritic and damaged over the decades of being a klutz began to hurt - badly.

The pain quickly spared to my deltoids, wrists and hands. I needed a walker to get around. Getting out of a chair was near impossible. My normal 6' frame was reduced to about 5'9" as I limped around like Quasimodo on a bad day.

Except I was not ringing any bells. 

My Keytruda regime came to halt for six months.

Worse all anyone could tell me it was side effects. Eventually, I was mostly bedridden.

Living in one room with one window through the mucky grayness of winter is not advisable for anyone, much less a cancer warrior.

I accepted my situation, but refused to be defeated by it.

My body, not my brain, was taking a beating.

I decided to learn about things that interested me and those that never had before. For me, I never watched TV after December 19, 2018. I watched comedies, old movies and documentaries on top of my daily Reiki and meditation. I also relearned to knit.

Furthering my knowledge of European royalty and western lore is a delight. Understanding local wildlife was heightened by the arrival of spring's birds. Okay, the documentary of the Boar War was as the name implied...boring to me and speaking French will never be my forte. 

It mattered not. Delivered daily was a new experience.

No loner bedridden, my scope of life expands.

If your eyes reflect nothing but dullness...please do the following,

Banish boredom, indifference, apathy, tedium or whatever you call it. Allow that spark of wonder (awe, reverence or surprise) to become rooted in your everyday existence.

The world becomes a more livable place, I have found.

So will you.
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