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Living with a Treatable Cancer

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture

still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.
Be grateful for whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.


So. We all have cancer stories--usually about relatives, and sometimes it's tragic. My father died of an aggressive cancer, and it was hard on all of us for a long time, as it is on many families who go through that. It's a scary word, and in most cases, it's serious enough to warrant fear.

My story is more positive, but it's still a cancer story: I was diagnosed with splenic marginal zone lymphoma in early June. It's a slow-growing, non-aggressive bl…