Sweet Golden Gloaming, Your Love washes over my soul as early evening light touches the fields with the day’s soft goodbye. I hold in my heart, with lasting warmth, such gratitude for all shining gifts and graces; my beloved ones and all the moments we share. Priceless, precious, golden.
I am posting Monday night instead of Tuesday, as first thing tomorrow morning I have a three hour appointment with a hereditary cancer genetic counselor, and an orientation of sorts at the Vanderbilt-Ingram Cancer Center. The welcome package I received from them makes it seem like I am joining a fabulous, exclusive club! I honestly appreciate the positivity, and have had only good experiences with all the doctors and support staff since the initial concerned referral from my beloved endocrinologist last June. Every step along the way I have been met with compassion, kindness, and profound competency. I expect tomorrow will be no different, but that doesn't keep me from feeling a little wobbly about being officially welcomed into the community of hereditary cancer survivors and previvors. It does help though, realizing that there is a community. While it may feel like a very big thing to me, it's a very big thing that a lot of other folks are also going through; and somehow that makes it feel somewhat smaller. So, that's tomorrow... Tonight I'm happy to share this little poem and photo, with deep gratitude for my children, and for the exquisite love and beauty found in a seemingly ordinary day. In fact, every day that is touched by love is extraordinary; priceless, precious, golden. Peace and Love, Within and All Around, ~Cheryl Anne
Peace and every blessing be upon you my dear Sister 💖🙏🌹✨
Wow, that's a beautiful poem and picture. But Cheryl, know this: In the sacred stillness that surrounds you, like a mantle of pure light, seeping into the space where worry once lived, where pain once dwelled, a love that knows you completely, embraces you, and surrounds you with divine grace.