I was counting my blessings again lately and came up with a poem.
The Positive Negatives
I am beaming
I am not screaming
My singing voice changed after chemo
so now I can’t shatter a glass with a high note
I am a cancer survivor
I am not dead
Through lessons learned and tragedies gone through
I didn’t stop growing
though my parents and sister are dead and gone
I didn’t fly away from this earth too
I now write every day
My dreams did not wither up and die
The “Debbie talks too much” on my report card
didn’t stop me from loving people and having joy.
Audience participation segment:
See how many of these you can come up with, then feel free to share them.
It may take some doing, but I believe everyone can come up with at least one.