As some of you know, I personally have suffered from so many setbacks in my life that it is difficult to overcome the fear at times of another one. Over the past two years, I have been hospitalized for bowel obstructions, and although I did not need surgery like in the past, it still leaves a fearful questioning of when will it happen again? Will it happen again? How do I deal with it happening again if it does? Last summer, on an evening following a family barbecue, there I was in the emergency room, only to spend the next 7 days hospitalized and in agony. Now, a year later, I have finally let that “fear go just a bit,” and feeling so awesome that I am anxious to plan a trip out of the US but not for a long while, maybe over the next year. I am not sure I will be able to do this mentally, but am thrilled that I feel well enough that I at least am thinking about it.
What I am getting at is that even I carry a fear of relapse. Do not ever think that we all do not walk away from catastrophic illness and not suffer mentally from the suffering we go through even though we are healthy. I personally put it behind me—as far as I can—but think about it realistically since my doctors have called me a possible chronic candidate.
I wake each and every day with a smile, at peace with my life. I am here, I am making the most of my life, I have a purpose. I embrace everyone I love, I am here for a reason, and will surround myself with positive people who embrace life as well. I have no time for constant negativity since it only will shorten life and use up too much positive energy. Love and appreciate all you have. We all have purpose, all you have to do is dig and find it.
Reach out and help someone, smile at your neighbor, call a longtime friend who you lost touch with.
Life is just too short not to.
