Wednesday, March 6, 2013

My So Called Journey

My Journey
Some people refer to their cancer experience as a “journey”.  That may work for them, but it doesn’t sit right with me.  I’m undecided what to call it, but the word journey sounds too much like a trip or too Chris Harrison-ish from the ‘The Bachelor’.  I need a different word; something less like an outing or a ride.  Maybe excursion?  No, still too trippy.  I need a word that captures the drama and intensity of cancer.  A word that reflects the unpleasantness and unpredictability of life with cancer.  Does a word like this exist?  I can’t say the word ‘journey’ without visualizing a rose ceremony.  Although it is a dramatic rose ceremony and the person whose “journey” has ended without a rose does leave in tears.  They leave thinking their dreams of a perfect life are suddenly gone.  Maybe they are not so far off. 

Maybe cancer is the “I’m sorry you didn’t receive a rose” ceremony from up above.  That would definitely qualify as the most dramatic rose ceremony ever.  I will keep thinking about.  In the meantime, I’m going to work on finding some dramatic music.

Looking on the Bright Side…I am working on planning a trip-excursion-outing to Jamaica to celebrate the end of cancer.  That is a journey, ya man!
No rose for me:(

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