I often compared my journey through breast cancer like being forced onto a road I didn't plan on taking and traveling through a town I never wanted to visit.
Life is a road. We can't always choose our path. We are often forced on and off roads throughout our lives. What will we choose to do about these roads? Will we constantly look in the rear view mirror wishing for what is past? Will we be continuously looking around the corner, scared for what is next? Will we be sad about where we are and quit while the world passes us by?
I never would have chosen the roads I have traveled, but I have made the best of them. I have checked out the scenery, learned from my mistakes and let the journey be. I haven't fought it, though at times I've wondered how I can keep going. It is a journey. The more I might complain, the longer it will be. I might as well settle in and let life wash over me.
Today I am tired, but I'll keep walking down this road knowing that the tired will go away and something great will always make it's way to me.
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