life, love,art. heart failure and assorted ramblings

life, love,art. heart failure and assorted ramblings

Don't Talk Like That...

I write to find out what my heart thinks....

I write to expose and work through the ugly parts of this raunchy disease. My words always help me understand that in this life there will be times that are crappy painful and unexpected but tucked in there are the amazingly wonderful, too. That is when I realized the only control I have over any of this is how I chose to experience them! I realized that I could understand, celebrate can survive even better when I could express these feelings with my own words of courage, humor, and grace. I am the Queen of my own life and the choice is mine!

I am here to celebrate my life, to uncover my fears, to hold on to love, to grieve my losses, to laugh long and hard, and to learn how to live a full magnificent life with heart failure.

I am honoring my creativity, and exploring all of my emotions out loud ...before anyone can say....."Don't talk like that!"


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Saturday, July 24, 2010

The Secret of Life

Quality is more important than quantity.

A diagnosis of terminal heart failure and
I forgot this.

In a desperate scramble, my primary life mission quickly turned into
get more time,
get more time,
get more time.
It allows every possible procedure, any amount of money, and all conceivable medications, regardless of their consequences, to become rational solutions…
if it gets more time.

How did I allow time to become the measure of my life?
In my heart, I know the secret of life is enjoying THIS time. James Taylor says it the best in his song, when he writes the “Secret of Life is enjoying the passage of time. Time isn’t really real; it’s only from your point of view”.

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