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Sunday’s Song: Surprises


It’s been a week of surprises. Well, more than a week.
Good days and challenging ones.
I’m thankful there was a mix, at least. The challenging ones didn’t come all in a row.
I learn more every day about resilience, the human spirit, tenacity.
I learn about the goodness that lives within us, and I learn that some people have no filter, no boundaries. They are concerned as long as it doesn’t interfere with their lives.
I’ve surprised myself at what I can take, and even more at what I will not.
There is a transparency that accompanies a cancer diagnosis. It is visible to only some, though.
There is no way to explain the nuances of a day, all the things that are said and that happen, each one adding or subtracting from the total environment.
Some good surprises:
recovery progress in full swing;
conversations with many excellent and caring doctors;
visits from family, friends and colleagues;
mail deliveries;
friends who offer their individualized form of comfort through messages, cards, art, verses, photos, texts;
the interconnectedness among us that reminds me God’s hand is here…contacts, help, knowledge at perfect times;

Some not so good surprises:
Some patients don’t want to get well. They just want to be victims and whine. I’ve seen them here…watched them be cajoled and prodded along by some very good nurses. I want to wring their necks.
I mention this because even the petty shows up during this time. Some people are like rubberneckers at a car wreck. Some say stupid things like You look tired. Well, if you stayed around the clock at a hospital for almost three weeks, you’d look tired, too. I promise. The funny thing is, this is how I look with no makeup. So sorry to disappoint…
Then, some people are more interested in my job than my family. If they aren’t asking about it, they are out trying to get it. Amazing. Truly, people.
Of course life goes on and plans have to be made. In this circumstance, however, someone heard about my family’s situation and used it as an opportunity. Interesting days.
Nothing surprises me anymore.

Meanwhile, I’ll end today with this truth:
We are all going to leave this world. The time may or may not be a surprise to us, but it’s coming. I’ve had many reminders of this throughout my life.
So, I know the petty things don’t matter. They are no more than distractions.
What matters is our faith, our family, our time together. Luckily for us, we’ve always protected those things. It comes as no surprise that those are what sustain us now.


Author: agnestirrito

I write. Make art. And in between, I do the best I can. ✌🏼️

2 thoughts on “Sunday’s Song: Surprises

  1. Oh Agnes, I’m so sorry for the things some people say!! Please know you are just as beautiful without makeup as you are with it because its not our outward person that matters. It’s the inward person. And you are beautiful inside!

    I love the transparency you have. It lets us all know how we can be a friend to those on this cancer journey.

    Take care! Tonya

    • Oh it’s fine, Tonya. You always see the good in all of us. 🙂 I’m mainly just venting and these little petty things are just that: meaningless.
      But, they are part of what people end up dealing with…an unnecessary added layer.
      I’m determined to keep as honest of a view as I can…although I know I’m holding back most days.
      Thanks for sharing your encouragement!

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