It is exactly a month since I underwent a successful cytoreductive surgery to remove any visible cancer from my abdomen and pelvic area. Two weeks in the hospital followed, and for the last two weeks, I have been slowly recovering at home.
Every day I grow stronger, healing continues, and I marvel at the beauty around me. I am blessed to watch the colorful leaves fall, my girls grow up, and to embrace love from my Suzie and family and friends. Miracles surround me.
There is a lot for me to process from this past month. For the first time since this healing journey started, I felt physical pain (Chemotherapy was exhausting but never the source of pain). I was humbled in the hospital as I surrendered control and experienced incredible vulnerability. I spent many hours in prayer and found the depth of God’s love to be beyond my imagination. I was overwhelmed by the care and gentleness of so many, the outpouring of love, and the prayers said for my healing in many parts of the world in various religious traditions.
At times, I wrestled with this cancer diagnosis, different from before. In some ways, it was the first time I struggled with the idea of having cancer and felt fear for the future. Amid such physical pain, the mental and spiritual work was as necessary as it was challenging.
There is a lot to reflect on, and I anticipate future reflections will dissect these further. I remain in a place of great trust in God, gratitude for all I have and am, and I remain excessively gentle with myself. I hope you can be gentle with yourself, too.
Thank you for YOUR prayers during this time, and I pray we will continue to walk this healing journey together.
