'Buy the Ticket, Take the Ride'
“If [the] future isn't what we had planned, if it's not what we daydreamed about, well, we can cope with that, too.”
Am I kidding myself? I have to admit that recently, I've started to think about the future. Things I could do. Things I'd like to do. But then I have to stop myself and give myself a reality slap. The procedure I'm going to have tomorrow, the Radio Frequency Ablation, isn't going to cure me. I'm not going to be done with all this when it's over. I'm not going to be a "survivor."
I will be better off, at least I certainly hope so. But I won't be able to simply get up off that table and resume my old life where I left off. I usually try to keep those thoughts, those daydreams about the future under control. I push them back when they rear up. I try to be realistic.
A while back, I had written about labels — how we refer to ourselves. One woman wrote in to say that the term she uses is "coper." I'm not sure that's a real word, but I thought it was pretty good. We cope with stuff. We cope with things that we never thought we'd be able to. We cope with things that we wouldn't wish on our worst enemy. We get through it.
I think that's what my future is, and the future for all of us. We're going to cope with whatever hurdles this disease puts in front of us. We'll get through it. And if that future isn't what we had planned, if it's not what we daydreamed about, well, we can cope with that, too.
As I read back over this, it sounds like resignation. I don't mean it to. I don't look to the future with despair. I still am, in spite of everything that's happened, an optimist. I believe that whatever comes up, I can cope with it and live a good life while I'm at it. As Hunter S. Thompson used to say, "Buy the ticket, take the ride." This is all part of the adventure. And I can't wait to see how it turns out.
6:41 AM ET | 01-25-2007 | permalink

