Instead, I prefer to write tonight about the anger I feel that another lovely lady has passed away from cancer. Her name was Cindy. She had a very rare cancer: sarcoma of the upper arm.
I didn't know Cindy in person, but I followed her blog. In February 2013 she was given 6-12 months to live. Her friend Becky posted that Cindy died on April 4, 2013.
Cindy lived in New Mexico and in addition to writing about cancer, she loved to write about hiking and walking in nature. In fact, she devoted an entire section of her blog to what she called The Mind-Body Walk. I loved that part.
In honor of Cindy, I'd like to leave you with a bit of her writing....
The meditative passage below is entitled "Lovely Little Walks." This is for you, Cindy.
"How I'm enjoying the little walks I can do these days.
Had a huge pile of wood that needed stacking so bit by bit, moments at a time, it's getting done. One handed.
What was so invigorating when I started was walking back and forth from the dumped pile to the stacked pile.
Back and forth, back and forth.
This is what's so lovely about stacking wood. It's mindless. It's methodical and rhythmical. The clink and chink of logs landing together is the true sound of autumn. What's so wonderful is you can leave and come back to stacking whenever, no need to hurry. Both piles will be there. Until the job is done. And it always gets done.
So for several days I've reduced my walking to this... The hardest thing in all this convalescing is not being able to do the things that were just a matter of fact.Perfect indeed.
But if I can walk back and forth stacking wood, perfect."