A little wisdom from the great Persian poet Rumi.
The Guesthouse
This being human is a guesthouse
Every morning a new arrival
A joy, a depression, a meanness
Some momentary awareness
Comes as an unexpected visitor
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows
Who violently sweep your house
Empty of its furniture
Still treat each guest honorably
He may be cleaning you out
For some new delight!
The dark thought, the shame, the malice
Meet them at the door laughing
And invite them in
Be grateful for whoever comes
Because each has been sent
As a guide from the beyond
Translated by Coleman Barks
About Me
- jojo
- I'm a 47 year old wife and mother. I was diagnosed with breast cancer in Feb of '08. This blog is a journal of my experiences with cancer. My Procedure Tally: **needle biopsy** **PET CT Scan** **MRI** **MRI guided biopsy** **Lumpectomy/sentinel node removal** **6 rounds of chemo** **Positive BRCA2 gene test** **Bi-lateral mastectomy with first stage reconstruction** **4 Expansion injections** **Exchange surgery to replace expanders with permanent implants** **bilateral salpingo-oophorectomy ** I think that's enough - don't you?
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1 comment:
I love this, Sherri Jo. Thanks for sharing. Know that you will be constantly in my thoughts and prayers tomorrow morning. Love you
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