Even in Paradise…
My long time friend is fighting for her life. She is in a battle with a rare form of cancer.
She lives in Hawaii with her husband. After a prolonged trip to Houston, Texas where her body was “bombarded” for months with the best that medical science has to throw at a ferocious foe, she’s back home in Hawaii.
Back home in Paradise. Even the worst gets better when you’re home. She sends pictures of beautiful flowers to her family and friends, so I know her spirits are high.
As the battle rages, she looses her hair… it is traumatic, because a woman’s hair is the crown of her attractiveness, the frame of her femininity.
But when life itself is threatened,
living screams out that it is the only thing that matters.
I know her for over twenty-five years. She is one of the most fair-minded people I have known. I could always count on her to help me see through the ‘’trimmings” to the essence of things. I believe she’s already seen beyond the trimmings of hair to the essence of life.
I do worry about her though, because in our most private thoughts, the thoughts that make us who we are, we are alone. And while she has strong support from people who love her, she faces this invisible killer alone.
We are all sentenced to solitary confinement inside our own skins, for life
– Tennessee Williams
But she is strong and optimistic.
…And in my private thoughts, I believe she will continue to fight, and defeat, the enemy inside of her.