I’ve never been a one-size-fits-all girl
A big tropical thunderstorm is rolling its way through the sky right now. The thunder was so loud, it woke the whole house at 6:30 this morning.
It feels like Hawaii here. Moist, wet, with the birds singing and big dark clouds pouring warm rain off and on onto my covered patio.
It gets me in a thoughtful mood.
Out of the hundreds of blog responses I’ve received in the last month, wishing me well, one has been clinging inside my head.
The sender, Karen, wrote:
“I cannot wrap my mind around the ‘Why Summer??’ I have always known you to be a positive, happy, content woman. I thought cancer engulfed people who were worried and unhappy on the inside. This takes it to a whole different level for me.”
Yeah, for me too, Karen. I admit to having harbored a bit of the same bias.
People in personal growth often get caught up in the self-blame act. We look at everything and try to rationalize it.
“Cancer means lack of self-love.”
“Cancer is your wake-up call, because you were going down the wrong path.”
“Cancer means you’ve been stewing in negativity and a toxic environment.”
“Cancer means you weren’t paying enough attention to your body.”
Gosh, that sucks. Look at all I’m doing wrong!
Or wait a minute. Because, this is not at all how I’m experiencing this cancer.