Oh what words!
I am one year and five months into a medical treatment that is projected to last for three to five years. It feels like each day of the past one year and five months has been giant. It’s been a fight. One step forward and two steps back. Battling an illusive monster. It’s been quite a year… and five months.
My doctor is the only human who really knows what my past one year and five months has been like. She has become very precious to me. I long to see her. She is my coach. My trainer in this long race. My cheerleader. My advocate. She knows my enemy. She knows my story. She knows how far I’ve come. She is in the valley with me. I have come to love her.
Her smiling words were so full. Full of understanding and celebration. I have been so desperate to hear words like this.
Her words mean so much because she knows so much about me. Her words carry more weight than any others. Her words give me strength, joy, energy, focus, hope.
I’m thinking about my true Coach. Trainer. Cheerleader. Advocate. Guide. Mentor. Savior. Father. Shepherd. Hope.
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