Friday, November 7, 2008

For all those Enfirmed, beyond their control, give it up to others in the universe

Mary and her husband Jim had a dog named 'Lucky.' Lucky was a realcharacter. Whenever Mary and Jim had company come for a weekend visitthey would warn their friends to not leave their luggage open becauseLucky would help himself to whatever struck his fancy. Inevitably,someone would forget and something would come up missing.Mary or Jim would go to Lucky's toy box in the basement and there thetreasure would be, amid all of Lucky's other favorite toys. Luckyalways stashed his finds in his toy box and he was very particularthat his toys stay in the box.It happened that Mary found out she had breast cancer. Something toldher she was going to die of this disease.... In fact; she was justsure it was fatal.She scheduled the double mastectomy, fear riding her shoulders. Thenight before she was to go to the hospital she cuddled with Lucky. Athought struck her...what would happen to Lucky? Although thethree-year-old dog liked Jim, he was Mary's dog through and through.If I die, Lucky will be abandoned, Mary thought. He won't understandthat I didn't want to leave him. The thought made her sadder thanthinking of her own death.The double mastectomy was harder on Mary than her doctors hadanticipated and Mary was hospitalized for over two weeks. Jim tookLucky for his evening walk faithfully, but the little dog justdrooped, whining and miserable. Finally the day came for Mary to leavethe hospital. When she arrived home, Mary was so exhaust ed shecouldn't even make it up the steps to her bedroom. Jim made his wifecomfortable on the couch and left her to nap. Lucky stood watchingMary but he didn't come to her when she called. It made Mary sad butsleep soon overcame her and she dozed.When Mary woke for a second she couldn't understand what was wrong.She couldn't move her head and her body felt heavy and hot. But panicsoon gave way to laughter when Mary realized the problem. She was covered, literally blanketed, with every treasure Lucky owned! Whileshe had slept, the sorrowing dog had made trip after trip to thebasement bringing his beloved mistress all his favorite things inlife. He had covered her with his love.Mary forgot about dying. Instead she and Lucky began living again,walking further and further together every day.It's been 12 years now and Mary is still cancer-free. Lucky? He stillsteals treasures and stashes them in his toy box but Mary remains hisgreatest treasure.Remember....live every day to the fullest. Each minute is a blessingfrom God. And never forget....the people who make a difference in ourlives are not the ones with the most credentials, the most money, orthe most awards They are the ones that care for us.If you see someone without a smile today give them one of yours! Livesimply. Love seriously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest toGod A small request: All you are asked to do is keep this circulating.Dear God, I pray for the cure of cancer. AmenAll you are asked to do is keep this circulating Even if it's to onemore person. In memory of anyone you know that has been struck down bycancer or is still living with it.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

A very touching and uplifting story!