I get mad at myself for my pessimism. In the Bone Cancer Dogs group, I am wary of people's hopes that their dogs will beat the odds which are so damn against them. Yet, there was the hope that Rondo would be one of those. How could I not believe?
My friend is fighting breast cancer right now. I should believe that the mastectomy (and one to come) and the chemo and the radiation she is currently undergoing will take care of it. There is a part of me that wonders how long she will be here. Am I staring a fear? Lack of belief?
A couple of years ago two teachers were discussing the tragedy of our principal losing her son when he disappeared in the mountains in a blizzard. They said they couldn't get through this without their religion and belief in God. It may be God. It may be hope. It is Belief.
Do I believe? I don't know. But I do hope.
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