My dad visited several days before my back fusion in the
mid-70’s, but couldn’t stay for the surgery.
However, it didn’t matter, for my mom who had died years before came to
me during the surgery, and then sat with me for days after in the recovery room
calming my fears as she shared the joy she’d experienced in our short life
together. I remember waking up in the
recovery room expecting to see my mom sitting by the bed. She wasn’t there, but her faith and gratitude
in the goodness of life was, a gift I had watched her live through her cancer
journey. Exactly one month ago I started
the pain, sinus infection saga with my abscessed tooth, and today MD Anderson
dental will extract it. Last night’s memories
of my mom’s care during my back fusion underlined once again the gift of
gratitude we all receive – all we have to do is accept it, and live it. As you prepare for the holiday, may you live
the gift of gratitude.
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