Waiting

The team was hurting; Butch Duhe had died of a brain hemorrhage so we dedicated the coming A&M game to Butch.  The last 13 seconds an A&M pass steals our win.  We were stunned, but Butch’s spirit stays around that year and we all end up with SEC Championship rings.  After my mother’s death for weeks I expected her to call, she never did, but she also never stopped loving me.   The pain I experienced with my broken back kept getting worse, until one day it was gone and I was walking.  Early in my journey as an advanced metastatic cancer survivor I waited for the magical potion, now I find real joy in experiencing each day as they unfold.  What are you waiting for?