It is a collapsible, aluminium deal, not hugely expensive, but very strong. Not elegant. Not cute or colourful, but strong; a really solid companion and dance partner in this new dance of life. I bought a lot of stickers and now my friend is all covered with sea shell stickers. Hanging from a chain is my calling card - my latest calling card: "Myrta Rivera, Spiritual care provider and story teller."
Alas, yesterday was my first day with my companion. Have not given him a name yet, though I expect that he is aware of his name and purpose. He calls me "boss". What a nice fiction ... the fact is that I can't go very far without it!
I got to thinking, how many walking aids and companions do we have in our lives? How many agencies and community groups exist out there, to help us when we need a hand? Not glamorous, not, elegant, not very shiny, but always there, aware of their mission and purpose, often run and supported by volunteers.
Tomorrow, I expect I shall be starting chemo again, if the blood work is right, for 2 more weeks.
On this day, on this day that the Creator has made, let us be glad and rejoice in all our walking companions. And, we'll see you around, walking with purpose still, on the way to Santiago.
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I was happy to see you at church on Sunday and noticed your sturdy supports -- both human in David and in metal with your cane. You were surrounded by people so I didn't want to intrude to say "Happy to See You". Here's to improved pain relief and chemo holidays.
Carolyn B.
I have been here with my Mother and Father. May God give your family the wisdom and strength to support you in whatever you decide as this hard journey continues
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