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Hi mates,
I haven't posted for a while, but I thought I'd share a special experience in my life.
I don't know if this happens when your life is threatened in any way, but I found myself yearning to get reacquainted with old friends from school. Because I have been feeling rather unhappy and helpless in my health department these days, I decided to go out and attain a little bit of happiness no matter how I got it.
I'd been yearning to see friends I hadn't seen in 30 years! So I went into classmates.com and found some of them, which prompted me to get in touch with them and organize a reunion.
After weeks of emailing and calls, our long-awaited reunion took place this past Sunday evening! It was such a thrill, to say the least, to be able to see friends I hadn't seen for so long. We shared hugs, pictures, stories, anecdotes, you name it. It did my heart and soul good! That reunion eventually led to our own website.
I feel such a sense of accomplishment, not to mention relief to have had the opportunity to see each other again and to be able to continue keeping in touch.
It was a lot of work but oh, it was well worth it.
You see, even though we may not be aware of it, there are still some things that we are still able to control. I made one of my dreams come true.
Take a break from hospitals and doctors, and do something that will make you feel, what's that word? Ah, yes,....HAPPY. Most of all, simplify your life. Do things that satisfy you. Before I get called into the hospital next week, my husband and I are going dancing!
I love to help patients in any way possible, that are experiencing what I did many years ago and am still experiencing. But when I get too empathetic, that's where I have to draw the line and think of myself and keep myself from getting too involved. Not because I don't want to, but because I can't afford it. I'm too emotional and sentimental.
I guess I still have to work on that.
In the personal department, I have become closer to members in my family that support me, while sort of keeping away those that just have negative things to say and that I feel could affect me.
This was good news, now for the bad news. There's a 14-year-old from my church, who was diagnosed with a very rare form of brain tumor. I tried to help him and his family as much as I could but recently found out from his family that he has been given 3 months to live. The tumor spread to his lungs. He is now bedridden. I couldn't bring myself up to seeing him again but I spoke to his family. His name is Javier. I think that I have that survivors guilt and I had to get help to deal with it.
Dealing with anyone's death is difficult, but when it involves an innocent child, that's a different story.
Love,
Delia
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