Life Goes On
After a divorce, life goes on. After cancer, life goes on. After the times of devastation and despair, life... goes... on.
Today is the day after my son had his last radiation treatment. Today was the first day of my new part-time job. August 24th is the day that I'll be going back to college for my Bachelor's degree. Holidays have came and went. Birthdays and anniversaries have come and gone. All of life's agendas will continue to be completed with or without me and my issues.
It's a bit weird transitioning back to reality. The human mind adapts so well to every situation it's put in. For the last 9 months, I've been stressful, worried, and depressed most of the time. Now, I have nothing to be anxious about.
It's strange to not have any worries. I'm not worried about how things will be on the new job. I'm not worried about how my son is going to get to daycare everyday. I'm not stressing about how my bills will get paid, or if I'll ever have a car. One thing I know is I'm not in control. Yes, I have to make plans and make moves. However, I still have to go with the flow of the Universe. Anything can change at any moment, and I fully understand that now. Therefore, there's nothing to worry about.
I can't worry about the future. I can't worry about the things I don't have. All I can do is be present and hopeful. I often wonder though, how life is going to be 1.) If the tumor grows back, and 2.) If the tumor never comes back ever again. Of course I'm pleading for the latter, but you never know what life has in store. Either way, I'll have to face it graciously and with strength. Whatever the outcome will be, life goes on.
Somehow, after we face unthinkable happenings, most of us are forced to continue living life just like everyone else. The laundry has to be cleaned, the dishes done, and the trash taken out. There are some days where I didn't even feel like waking up, let alone completing household chores. But I do those things for my sons' sake.
Wounds heal. Hurt goes away eventually, and we keep living.
I guess we keep pushing on because we are hoping for a brighter future.
I keep it moving for my son.
Life goes on.
Today is the day after my son had his last radiation treatment. Today was the first day of my new part-time job. August 24th is the day that I'll be going back to college for my Bachelor's degree. Holidays have came and went. Birthdays and anniversaries have come and gone. All of life's agendas will continue to be completed with or without me and my issues.
It's a bit weird transitioning back to reality. The human mind adapts so well to every situation it's put in. For the last 9 months, I've been stressful, worried, and depressed most of the time. Now, I have nothing to be anxious about.
It's strange to not have any worries. I'm not worried about how things will be on the new job. I'm not worried about how my son is going to get to daycare everyday. I'm not stressing about how my bills will get paid, or if I'll ever have a car. One thing I know is I'm not in control. Yes, I have to make plans and make moves. However, I still have to go with the flow of the Universe. Anything can change at any moment, and I fully understand that now. Therefore, there's nothing to worry about.
I can't worry about the future. I can't worry about the things I don't have. All I can do is be present and hopeful. I often wonder though, how life is going to be 1.) If the tumor grows back, and 2.) If the tumor never comes back ever again. Of course I'm pleading for the latter, but you never know what life has in store. Either way, I'll have to face it graciously and with strength. Whatever the outcome will be, life goes on.
Somehow, after we face unthinkable happenings, most of us are forced to continue living life just like everyone else. The laundry has to be cleaned, the dishes done, and the trash taken out. There are some days where I didn't even feel like waking up, let alone completing household chores. But I do those things for my sons' sake.
Wounds heal. Hurt goes away eventually, and we keep living.
I guess we keep pushing on because we are hoping for a brighter future.
I keep it moving for my son.
Life goes on.
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