On Sunday, I went out for a cup of coffee and carried it with me while I took a walk.
Very unremarkable, I know. This may be something you do every day, multiple times, without thinking much about it.
But today, almost every word in that sentence fills me with wonder.
For example, I went out. On chemo weeks (like last week), I spend Tuesday – Thursday inside and in bed, and I often don’t leave the house on Friday or Saturday either, especially in the winter. On Sunday morning, I always aim to make it to church, but usually getting ready takes all my energy and then I am too tired to go. So again, I stay inside. As a result, I spend almost a full week in my house.
But last Sunday, I went out!
Not just that, I went out for a cup of coffee. For a variety of reasons, I stopped drinking coffee around 10 years ago.
But we have a wonderful café near us, and I was recently tempted by, then fell in love with, their Turkish coffee. But getting a cup involves a lot of standing: Standing in their typically long lines to order, and then standing as I wait for the five minutes it takes them to make it. Standing longer than a minute or two can be difficult for me. But I did it!
Plus, in our culture, carrying a cup of coffee feels very normal, and cancer patients crave a sense of normalcy. I got to do something normal!
And, I took a walk. This means that I spent time outside, and I walked on my own two legs. It was awesome. It helped that the weather was unseasonably warm.
When I am doing chemo, and shortly afterwards, the days can seem dark and it feels like things will never get better. But then they do, in surprising ways. And even the most simple ways can bring power and joy, and take me to the next step.
I hope you are feeling power and joy today and if you are not, know that it can and will come, that and whatever else you dream of.