Yesterday over a cup of tea, a friend asked me about my cancer journey, told me she wanted to write about it, asked me to think about what I had learned about myself and about who God is.
Then she asked, "Are you at a place where you can look back on the experience and be thankful for the good that came from it rather than what you lost?"
"Well," I said, hesitating. "I think so. It's just that I continue to experience the loss in different ways."
So many of the things I wanted in life were lost as a result of cancer.