We do not walk on our legs, but on our Will." --Sufi proverb

We drove yesterday from Austin to Tyler.  I spent about four hours yesterday with Sabine,  an old friend who was diagnosed about 18 months ago with brain cancer.  She has had absolutely the finest medical treatment available, just like Teddy Kennedy, whose cancer is the same as hers.

She's had two surgeries and one gran mal seizure, is on steroids, has one side of her body that does not work well at all, and yet...and yet, she has spunk and spirit. I have noticed this phenomena before, that grace and humor often come with the patience that cancer seems to extract from its victims.  She reads and watches television and wonders what she will do for the rest of her life, or how long her life will be.   She has followed my walks since I started doing them, and wanted to hear in detail how both the training and the walk works.   I'm going back this morning to spend more time with her before we drive back to Austin.  

Sabine is one of the 15 cancer survivors for whom I walk each year.  She is proof that it is possible to learn to live in the moment.