Do you ever wish that we could have an extra day for celebrating a given holiday? An extra day for finishing everything we wanted to do. An extra day for visiting everyone we couldn’t find enough time for. An extra day. That’s how living a life free of Cancer is viewed….celebrating “an extra day”….. I have found to pace myself. Quit trying to outperform another family member, or even myself. I have learned to accept that whatsoever I get done is how it’s supposed to be and not to fret about what didn’t get finished or done. Those aren’t important. Those are not the things that truly matter in life.
As for visiting the people we didn’t quite get to….there’s still a telephone! Calling them can be just as much of an encouragement as a physical visit. It always helps me when somebody thinks enough to call. Sometimes I’m not up to a visitor but a phone call can usually be accepted no matter how grungy or dressed I am at the moment. AND, if I’m not quite up to the call I can opt to let the answering service pick up. Sometimes I will answer and let the caller know it’s not a good time and I will call back later.
In light of all this, I want to share my Easter. It was a wonderful day until I got so tired I nearly passed out on my daughter’s couch and had to go lay down in the spare bedroom. I should have learned by now to not over-extend myself and my abilities. I was full of regret later into the day yesterday. Today, however, I am redeemed. I got that “extra day” to spend some time with loved ones. I’m still tired but I can lounge around at home and know that tomorrow will also be “an extra day after”…….