I'm in a strange place right now. Since my last post my dad has started chemo and has drastically improved.
I will admit though I tried to fight it the wrong side was winning the past couple of weeks but then the little things started happening. At first little things crept in; a light chore tackled, a meal eaten. It solidified with me the moment my dad drank a beer.
Now I feel like I can put my faith in the positive energies that permeate our universe and believe he will beat this thing.
If this whole series of events is a test by some sort of omnipotent, I can already say that no matter what the outcome this has been a wake up call to me.
I'm not going to let the little things bother me anymore. I exist and that in and of itself is amazing. I'm also not going to suffer people who cross me. The ones who truly care will reach out to me to make amends.
The crazy insufferable fact about life is that it occurs as it should, as it was always meant to be. We can only roll with the punches.
As a side note to brag I'd like to say I typed this entire thing on my phone using SWYPE. 😎