If you had a terminal illness but still had the stamina to do some fun things, what would you do with the time you had left?
Some people say they don’t have a bucket list. And maybe that’s true. Or maybe they have things they would like to do, or accomplish, but don’t have them in any sort of list.
I have non-Hodgkins lymphoma cancer, which (in my opinion) may or may not be a death sentence. We’re all going to die of something, so if cancer kills me, I know I’m going to end up in a place where there will be no more suffering, no pain, no racism or condemnation. I will be with my Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. Many of my loved ones are already there, waiting for me: my brother, Herman; my father; my dad, my great-grandmother; and Orpha, who took care of me for almost a year when I was in first grade, while my mother tried to find a decent place for us to live.
The doctor says I may have had this lymphoma for twenty years, but because I had gained weight, I didn’t see the lumps or feel them until I lost thirty pounds last summer (intentionally). Actually, I was aware of some of the more prominent lumps before I lost the weight, but I assumed they were just cysts.
I have so much to be thankful for. My husband is my best friend, my computer tech (as is our son), and my cancer research person. After forty-seven years of marriage, he still makes me laugh and gives me butterflies in my stomach when I look at him.
We are debt free and able to live simply. This is a good thing since Social Security doesn’t give us much beyond what we need to survive. But that’s okay because God said He would supply all of our needs in glory by Christ Jesus. He did not promise the government would. (No criticism intended for anyone who is on government assistance. Many people really do need it.)
While we were traveling last summer (2017) we traveled to some places we had not seen before. One of the places we went to was the Palo Duro Canyon near the town of Palo Duro in Texas.
We went hiking in the canyon.