Wealth

Cancer's pushing hard this week. Hard to breathe, and hard (and scary, because I'm very unsteady on my feet) to walk.

But life goes on, and so must I. Not out of defiance, or realistic hope for healing and a brighter tomorrow.

See, I promised.

It's that whole 'for richer, for poorer...in sickness and in health' thing.

It doesn't have to be easy.

It just has to be done.

There are days adrift in sorrow

and in heart-despairing pain,

but yesterday is not tomorrow

and the sun will shine again,

though your plans and dreams are shaken,

and although something loved is gone,

'less it's given what's not taken

is the will to carry on,

smiling while your heart is crying,

laughing when you'd rather weep,

choosing life though you are dying

for there are covenants to keep

that were promised in your health,

and are today your greatest wealth.

Music from The Carpenters, with Top Of The World.

The Five Minute Friday prompt this week is ACHIEVE, so here goes.

Achievement was what I had thought

that effort and great talent brings,

but in a life that cancer's wrought

I make do with smaller things,

like dishes washed and laundry done,

and dogs walked slowly 'round the yard,

but do not think I don't find fun,

for it's close by, and thus not hard

to discover bright surprise

and laughter in the canine play,

and in what I might devise

through the course of each new day

to give my wife and home a lift

that shows each day is still God's gift.

Achieved, in just under five minutes!

For Sylvia, ice cream is riches.