Living the Lessons

When all of the brain tumor and cancer crap started nearly two years ago, I never dreamed that I would learn all that I've learned. I'm not talking about learning to tie my shoes with one hand, I'm talking about huge life lessons that changed literally everything.

I am a pretty hard headed person, okay really hard headed, and it takes a great deal to get through to me sometimes. On that same note, I am also a huge believer in Karma and a destined path. Now, don't mistake that for fate. Fate is inescapable. We don't always follow our destiny. Hell, many of us spend our lives trying to figure out what our destiny is. I've definitely wandered and wondered, looking for the direction I should go.

When “C” reared its ugly head, in my head, I was forced to accept changes out of my control. Having always been in control, or so I thought, the internal struggles with losing that grip were real, very real...to this day.

“Patience is a virtue.” I've heard it a thousand times but how often do I practice patience? My therapists have been preaching at me to slow my roll since day one. My “impulsive” behavior could lead to disaster and several broken ribs later, it sunk in. Patience applies not only to how one picks her battles but also how one literally moves through life.

You can drive the speed limit, patiently, and eliminate the risk of a ticket or you can race down the highway, taking a chance of a ticket or worse. I can act impulsively and tempt fate or chill and control my destiny, as much as possible. Patience isn't an easy lesson to learn but once it starts to make sense, it becomes a very valuable lesson to live.