I waited anxiously for 2 days for the results of my screenings. My numbers were great. As far as they can tell I am still cancer free. It's been two and a half years. After five I am considered cured. I find out today that my neighbors father has bone cancer. And life goes on.
For now I cook alot. I pull into myself and let my soul heal a little. O Wise One as always loves me and recognizes this mood and just supports me. He knows this too shall pass. We walk into the future as always hand in hand as one. Here in the Holler spring is just around the bend. We shall embrace it and glory in the miracles of grandchildren and sprouting seeds. We shall plant and glory in the sprouting of the seeds and we shall harvest. Toil is our old friend and we find comfort in the soil and the animals that dwell upon it. So much depends on us and we depend on these things that sustain us.
We thank our God every day for it all and especially for each other.
"There is so little patience for the silence from which words emerge or for the silence that is between words and within them. When we forget or neglect this silence, we empty our world of its secret and subtle presences. We can no longer converse with the dead or the absent."
The Canned Quilter