Plunging into Green Lake at the Poetry Polar Bear Club!
WOW! What a fabulous event! Each person read their poem, and took a giant stride closer to the lake, and PLUUUUNGED in! That's me in the middle in the brown and sepia bikini (BRRRRRR), photographed by Eowyn! She and Coco were my fan club! A chap from the Seattle Times afterwards asked me my name, as I had stayed in the longest!!! Eowyn and Coco painted polar bears, giraffes and rainbows on my skin, and I added the words of my poem. Each person's poetry adorned their skin or swimming cossie. Here's my poem, written walking around Green Lake before work (3 miles, one of Seattle's favourite and most beautiful pastimes - I'll take you next time you're here!!)
i'm hot i'm cold afraid and bold complete with holes icy warm poles
Today, I am sitting on the hardwood floor, in our lounge room. My body feels pretty normal. My neck aches a little, my tummy is full of dinner, my mouth tastes nicely, of the drink I just gulped. I am weary from a day of work, and the transition of coming home to my beautiful, energetic, noisy children. Benjamin is cycling home in the darkness. I am always happier when everyone is safely home. My biggest fear is one of my loved ones dying.
Oh, and I have lymphoma, stage four. What does this even mean? I'm just me. Mortal, but that is in the one-day-far-away category, isn't it? The doctor, bizarrely, told me there are a lot of little lymphomae, tripping around my lymph system, like jiggling jelly-fish in a warm sea. Some of them have twisted all together, left of my belly-button, and I can feel them. An 8cm x 5cm mobile mass, says the computerised tomography report. I can feel lumps in my neck and groin, and can imagine these funny little lymphomae, dancing around w…
SAM!!!!! 'Twas a pleasure to meet such an adorable wee lad today!!
I am really enjoying spending time with close friends here in Seattle. Today Katie and I had a lovely relaxing catch-up, and early in the morning, Nikki and I walked around Green Lake, talked and prayed. It was a healing, nurturing time for which I am thankful. Laurel and Melissa bounced around this evening for a bridesmaid dress fitting. Laurel is so excited about marrying Christofer in 10 days!
I find Seattle's gray weather (yep, it's freezing cold here. Anywhere else in the world, this would be called WINTER!) very difficult. Every time I return from being away, my soul aches with a deep sense of not belonging, of missing 'my people', with whom I have a long history. Yet today, and the wonderful friends I spent it with, was so comforting. Even though this place isn't my 'home' in a heart sense, the people here whose stories and lives I share are superb.