Your Dark Place May Be Someone Else’s Light

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me, your rod and your staff they comfort me. (Psalm 23:4)

I sat in the parking lot, thinking of the last time I was in this infusion center.  I smiled thinking of the woman I met that was undergoing chemotherapy.  She was fighting her second battle.  Her hair was gone; she wore her bald proudly, beautifully.  Her personality was spunky, and we talked and laughed so much it made an hour seem like ten minutes.

They say first impressions are the greatest; well ours changed my entire life.  As she walked past me pulling her IV cart she paused, her smile faded and she said, “oh no, no no, you are far too young and far too pretty to be in here, and they put you in the back huh?” I just laughed and said, oh yeah well I’m a repeat offender, so they keep us trouble makers back here I guess.  She asked what I was fighting, and I let her know it was Multiple Sclerosis.  She told me how she was going to beat her cancer, and then go travel the world and I told her that was exactly what we were going to claim.  She then took my hand, leaned in close, and looked me in the eye.  It was in that moment that I knew she was about to share something with me about this fight that only someone who knew these battles could…

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