I believe....

I believe….

…That yesterday I received the reality check I have been trying to push myself into for this year. I told myself that turning fifty was “The start of the rest of my life” and that I needed to begin some transformations. I haven’t pursued those transformations the way I was envisioning them in my head; I am still way too involved in my family’s lives and not in living my own, etc. But having a doctor look you in the face and tell you that he needs to remove all of your female organs in order to rule out that you have ovarian cancer, kind a puts things back to the basics.

I believe…

…that I DO NOT have cancer. I know that may sound pretty outrageous to some, but I just feel it in my gut. I have followed my gut feelings most of my life and they have been pretty accurate, so I will continue to believe that until they can prove it to me otherwise. That day will come in two weeks or less and I will deal with it head on with my Dad’s “Boot Strap” attitude in full force.

I believe…
…there is a higher power out there. Do I believe in GOD? That I am not sure of, but looking out my windows at the gorgeous mountains and seeing all of the wondrous things in our world, something, someone had to create it. Religion is something I have struggled with all of my life…do we really have to pay to get in to Heaven (tithe). And one of my best friends is Jewish, should she be condemned to hell just because she doesn’t believe in Jesus Christ? I don’t think so. If there is a GOD, I believe he/she would love all of us equally, faults and all. I also believe that my friends and family that do believe with all their hearts in this one man should also do so without question or judgment. So I guess I am saying I believe in faith. I have faith that I will handle all that life hands me to the best of my ability.