tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420217565198081562.post457136164386795471..comments2023-12-21T19:46:38.989-05:00Comments on When Cancer Knocks: Reality from the Inside...literallyLizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05681479791714669364noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420217565198081562.post-63576329851669785612010-11-25T09:39:23.477-05:002010-11-25T09:39:23.477-05:00Having had cancer come knocking at my door as well...Having had cancer come knocking at my door as well, I can understand the words you are saying but I also know that NO ONE can actually feel what you are feeling. I only had a little "c" whereas you are confronted by a big "C". My supportive statement to you would be to remember that you have a LARGE number of passengers on your bus with you who will behave when silence is warranted or scream like hell with you when needed. You will never be alone on that bus!<br />p.s. I love the wind too - it is God's breath....Patnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420217565198081562.post-17503228145292190142010-11-24T19:46:24.472-05:002010-11-24T19:46:24.472-05:00Loving your creative and descriptive words about y...Loving your creative and descriptive words about your experiences. Certainly draws me into the picture you are painting. The reality of knowing your body from the inside is pure gift! I wonder if that is what we are called to experience from and with our Creator? Is what you describe being tuned in to the movement of the "Spirit that dwells within"? I believe you nailed it when you say "maybe I am the one who is more alive and aware!". Hope your shades aren't pulled for too long. What do we do when the bus isn't moving?AMBnoreply@blogger.com