I don't cry anymore...
It is certainly not that I am devoid of feeling, it is just that tears do not come. I have resigned myself to the acceptance of death and look upon it as a new frontier. And in many ways, I find myself searching desperately for new sources of inspiration and strength. The irony is that I believe the answers lie deep within my own being.
The key to survival is the ability to take what many would perceive as negative circumstances and to convert thos energies into positive venues.
The experiences that I have had and the friends that I have made since
my diagnosis are invaluable. To be able to appreciate them I have grown
in new directions. If this is the challenge chosen for me to make a
difference - no matter how small - I accept.