Then something everyone dreads happened. He was told he had cancer and had only months to live. After that his whole life changed. He lost his job, his wife of one month left him, he lost everything he said. Only to find out after extensive tests that the doctors were mistaken.
But he wasn't bitter. On the contrary, as we talked today, even though he still had a submissive and why fight attitude he wasn't bleak or dark. And he mentioned God. Before, it was "He doesn't care." Now it's "I'm happy because there is God." He lets life wash over him and carry him wherever it wills like the currents of a river. But he says when he gets back home to Malta (he's on a trip here to the U.S.), he'll have to rebuild his life. Which I hope he makes a good one.
I'm glad he's gonna live, I'm glad he has a modified outlook. It's sad though that it took a life threatening experience to change him. But recalling previous chats with him when he was a lost soul, something of that magnitude was indeed inevitable for him to change. He's had a hard life, he should be entitled to a lil peace and a lot of happiness. But as I told him, life is a challenge. We can choose to fight and succeed, or we can give up and let it defeat us.
Sometimes I should take my own advice when it's this sound.
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"The gods help them that help themselves."
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