Ramblings of a World Traveler,
Cancer changes you. Sometimes that change is physical; a surgery, a scar, a burn, an altered appearance, lack of hair. You may look different. Sometimes the change is in perception. As a Survivor, the world looks different, too. Suddenly, the colors and shapes of the natural world are clearer, more prevalent and astounding. I don’t think the world ever looked this amazing before I had cancer. I am in awe of clouds, stars, blooming and non-blooming plants. The colors of sunrises and sunsets stop me in my tracks and nearly bring me to my knees in Gratitude.
People are friendlier or I am. Gratitude makes me see the world through eyes that only wish the best for my fellow man. The guy in the wheelchair wearing a SEAHAWKS sweatshirt gets a “GO HAWKS!” from me. The elderly lady in WalMart holding the blouse to her chest gets a “That color looks great on you!” I wake up in the morning asking for the opportunity to make someone laugh or smile each day. When they do, I know my purpose is complete.