I have been reflecting on my recent (and bad) cancer scare. Over the Easter weekend, I was able to share my thoughts and feelings with good friends. One friend in particular, has experienced a similar incident. Her husband was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer, and it turned out to be a cancer--but not stage 4 lung cancer. Her husband is currently well and cancer free. A couple of years ago, I recall him spending a great deal of time in hospital on IVs.
This friend of mine said it will be well and truly over when "losing the keys matters again." This comment has really stuck with me. It seems like the clarity of perspective that I gained with the cancer scare evaporated rather quickly. I find myself stressing over things that will not matter five years from now.
There was a moment during my illness when everything that truly mattered seemed crystal clear. This clarity of perspective was a gift. I know that it is within me somewhere, and I look forward to finding it again!