Four years ago this month I was diagnosed with a life-threatening illness that (so far) has no cure. I pray daily for “my” miracle but until that day arrives or until God decides it is time for me to come home to heaven I often struggle to find meaning and purpose for my days. The former life I had is gone and I am on a different journey. I have gone down the many roads such as anger, bitterness, grief, confusion, and regret…yet I find myself thinking that this is the journey I am destined to be on and I want to find meaning in it despite the circumstances. I am resilient..this may even be the beginning of something more meaningful. It has certainly helped me to reorder what my priorities are in life – what and who is important to me, how and whom I spend my time with.
I wonder how many other people have thought about how they would spend the rest of their life of they were told their life expectancy was shortened? What would they do with the time they had left? You see a “bigger picture” in many things. My ability to cope with crisis and problems has changed; I tend to not let things bother me – life really is too short. I want to show love better to others, to spend time with the people I care about, to savor the simple things in my life, to serve in whatever small ways I can.
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