On this, my 56th birthday, I am so grateful to be alive to enter my 57th year.
On my 50th birthday, I was recovering from breast cancer blissfully unaware that before 6 months passed I'd face a much more formidable foe.
Six years later, I've come so far. I often say, "I wouldn't wish what I've been through on my worst enemy, but I've been blessed through it all."
Yes, I'm alive; I'm in remission; I survived a transplant.
But more importantly, I'm alive spiritually.
I've had the photo in my files for several years. It's a photo of a blooming desert -- something that supposedly happens once every hundred years.
My life is a blooming desert.
Thanks be to God.
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