So as I sit here typing I am recovering from testicle removal surgery. I am doing well I miss righty but it’s going to be OK. So as I have had time to grapple with the idea of cancer and my balls I finally have some reflections to share.
The truth is that life and death are realities that live in tension with each other constantly. So our days are no less dangerous or vulnerable when we walk out our front doors with or without toting around this cancer label.
What I am getting at is that this gift that we called life is always in jeopardy yours just as much as mine. But while I hear tones of surprise because of my out look on this situation others continue amazing lives with with no such thought given. The truth is that I am no more dying than the next person.
So with that why not celebrate and see joy, beauty and truth in this gift of a time called life. So this is why I laugh and throw party’s saying goodbye to my dearly departed testicle. Worrying about what may come adds no quality to this day. Now don’t get me wrong if I am truly facing grim circumstances I will acknowledge such and take the proper measures to do what is needed and seek treatment but for now I have only lost my right testicle and the remnant(formerly lefty) is doing just fine.
For what may come I am confident in death as to say I have a great hope that there is something more and something greater than this earthly plain. So for now I revel in the kisses, the embraces, the intimate conversations, the good ball jokes, the bad ball jokes, the encouraging texts, the music of friends, the laughter of others, the occasional road trip and the love that is so very present.
The Tension 