Some things come back into your life after a long period of being absent and it's usually fine. Like old friends or when you find something you misplaced years ago at the bottom of your closet when you're doing your 10 year cleanup (notice I said 10 year??...yep, I'm not a fan of cleaning out the closet). But why, oh why, do dreaded cysts have to come back on you after a few years of being gone and get all infected and painful?
So I have a lovely cyst on my neck. I'm not going to post a picture. No one wants to see it. I don't want to see it. But it's there. And it's annoying. And I had to go to the doctor for it and now I have to see a general surgeon to remove it. There's been a few days here recently that I just wanted to cry into my pillow and feel sorry for myself.
However, this is not an option for me right now. I can't tell you how many cases I've heard here recently of young people diagnosed with cancer or given the prognosis of only a few weeks to live. There is so much more devastation and sadness out there and my situation could be so much worse. I keep trying to tell myself this everyday. Life is short anyway. And we aren't promised tomorrow. Why aren't we living right now...today...as if there will be no tomorrow? Why aren't we taking advantage of the minutes and the hours we have and doing positive things....for God, for our families, for our friends, for ourselves? If we added up the hours in a day and broke it down into what we are spending them doing, how many hours are for positive things? Yes, we all have to work, and go to school and have financial obligations, but what about our "free time". How do we spend it? I know I don't want to spend hours feeling sorry for myself that I have an ugly infection on my neck. I want to do something that will inspire good in others. I want to live a positive life. So when I'm reminded of the things I'm doing right now, down the road in the future, I can be happy and not sad about it.
