Karma

My experience with difficult times is that the people in my life reshuffle and declare themselves, for better or for worse:

THE PHOSPHORESCENTS - The lightening bugs.  These are the people who light up everything around them.  They step up in life.  They have come (back) into my life with love and support and kindness in their hearts.  These people make me feel lucky.  I have had the great pleasure of hearing from people who I thought didn't even really like me.  Their kindness and vote of confidence has been a pleasant surprise.  I had one amazing friend who made me feel so special while she was fighting a terrible battle within her own family, silently.  I feel fortunate that most of the people that I have chosen to keep in my life have been phosphorescents.  I pray that I have an occasion to reciprocate their kindness. 

THE BULLIES - there are very few people like this on earth, I think, but I have found a few of them during my sickness.  They take advantage of the fact that I am sick to try to benefit from something in my life.  I feel sorry for them. 

I write this as I have just returned from shopping at a local grocery store where I am friendly with a few of the check out people.  One woman walked with me down the water aisle as I searched for seltzer.  "I got news back." she declared.  "Oh Amy, I did not know that you were waiting for news.  I hope that you got good news."  "I did, I don't have cancer." I was so happy for her.  "Oh Amy, that is great news.  Thank you so much for telling me."  I was so happy for her.  She was beaming. 

I rushed home for lunch on my way to Westchester for me bi-weekly chemo stomach injection.  I felt honored that she felt that I cared enough about her that she would share her good news with me.  This is the third person in my life who has told me that they were relieved to learn that they didn't have cancer (following testing) in the past year.  At first, it was hard to hear.  Now I realize that I am lucky to have people in my life who share great health news with me.

Generating positive karma is as important as eating cabbage and getting 8 hours of sleep.  Think about  which category you would fall in if those in your life were befallen by a challenge.  

Give and you will receive.  As for the bullies, try to forget them.   



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