Accept what is, let go of what was, and have faith in your journey.

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Dear Reader:

Whew! I was supposed to find this message because as soon as I did and read it… I felt myself exhale for the first time in a few days. I wasn’t even conscious that I have been holding my breath on and off since the biopsy report came back Monday. Thank you God for (literally) the note of confidence.

The biopsy report started the week off with an early morning phone call containing the bad news, then Tuesday a call came letting me know I was scheduled for surgery Friday and in between all that…I was happily distracted getting ready for the “surprise” engagement party on Wednesday.

It feels like I have been on the Tilt-a-Whirl too long and have a dull headache and dizziness from the ride. I’m just ready to get off but before I can get out of the car…the ride starts back up and I am twirling again.

In retrospect I imagine I will probably appreciate the fast expediency but right now, going through it… it is not much fun. I am not a detail person but I am a big picture one and I haven’t been able to slow down long enough to get the big picture of what is happening and how….when all the blood work and vitals looked good???

Add in a tropical storm with its own uncertainties and I think a story for the ages might be forming. Jackson decided to come on down yesterday afternoon instead of later today because of the storm predictions. So Mandy and Jackson were Boo’s B&B roomies last night. So many thanks for having both of them in my life!

From scattered thoughts….have come a few more God-sent messages I feel sure….God Winks….things like this:

*No problem lasts forever….there is always light after darkness…it won’t rain forever; the sun will shine again.

*As I look down at my scars from various earlier surgeries and treatments I don’t see ugly marks any more but symbols of strength over obstacles. My scars represent some of my proudest moments as a human being. Strength, not pain.

*I finally realize that my life’s struggles aren’t about following a specific path…they are my path….my life…my story to tell.

Again….thank everyone for all the calls, emails, letters, texts….you have lifted me farther than I have ever been lifted before.

So until tomorrow…Sometimes you have to go through the worst, to arrive at the best. That is my prayer of hope.

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

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About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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2 Responses to Accept what is, let go of what was, and have faith in your journey.

  1. Janet Bender says:

    Becky, Whirlwind week for sure! Hope you retrieved the little bag of shake mix I left on your doorknob yesterday. Enjoy & keep popping your capsules. It actually helped me to read that you “stress” sometimes because you always write about the silver linings. I marvel and hope to model after your attitude and spirit.

    Love, Janet Bender

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