Urania ran her index over February twenty twenty-two’s squares. Last year’s page was annotated with penciled doctor’s appointments, scans, and tests.
“Looking back is faaaaasssss-innn-ate-ing — fun even!” Thalia shaded swirls on a sketched soft-serve cone that would complement the story of their first oncologist visit on two — twenty-one — twenty-two. “That’s when we found out Dr. S loves ice cream as much as we do — AND — he said we could eat it for breakfast if we wanted!”
“Mhhhmmm…” Calliope remembered phrases like: goal of treatment = cure and what caused this invader to enter = dumb luck. “It’s also the day we resolved to move forward with an attitude of trust and thankfulness… instead of the evil twins worry and complaint.”
“A choice that has served us well.” Nia puzzled over a ticklish scanner that refused to scan this morning. “Keep going.”
Whatever you face, whining about it won’t help.
Do what you can to deal with it, and then let it go.
Adapt to conditions and stop wishing conditions would adapt to you.
~ Excerpt from Dharma Road by Brian Haycock