The stereotypes of hope
Nov. 8th, 2008 08:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
You may remember I had a scare last month, when my pap test did come back positive and the follow up visit found... "something".
I had a call yesterday telling me that the biopsy did come back negative.
It's not Cancer.
After the phone call I released a breathe that I hadn't realised I was holding. I have been feeling down, but I just thought I was going through a middle life crisis. In reality, in the back of my head a loop was playing:"You are going to die and leave nothing behind".
i know a cancer scare as a life altering experience is a stereotype, but for once in my life, I am happy to be a stereotype.
This has been a week of good news.
Obama's election makes me, and the world, believe that there can be a light at the end of the tunnel, that we have the chance to make this world we live in a better place.
The biopsy results made me believe that I still have a fighting chance to live.
Yes, live. I have always believed in making the world a better place through living:
Be honest, teach and learn, be nice or at least polite, take care of your environment and of the people in it, work hard.
Those are rules that applies both to our relationship to the world and to our relationship with ourselves. I try to apply them everyday, and I am better at some more than at others I have not been very good at taking care of myself.
Now I have hope, so i have no reason not to do it.