People come into our lives and sometimes it takes a long time to realize what the reason might be. It might be as simple as a smile. Or it could be a small kindness. But sometimes it’s part of a chain reaction that leads you down a path to make things right in your world, or at least help find closure.
Thanks to social media, a few years ago I met a friend who was a producer at a local news station. He moved soon after to take a position in Cleveland, Ohio. We kept in touch.
In my recent travels, I met a photographer who showed me a photo of his latest commission, a newly opened brain research facility. This led to a conversation and an introduction to the facility, which led to a recommendation by the head of the facility to reach out to a leading Neurosurgery center here in the US. In Cleveland.
My friend in Cleveland was kind enough to reach out to another of his friends, and a name of a neurosurgeon was secured and went through the patient acceptance process at this hospital in Cleveland. My neurosurgeon here sent my files and scans to Cleveland and I patiently waited to see if I was a candidate for treatment in Cleveland.
One afternoon I got the phone call. I’m going to Cleveland at some point. And they’ll run more tests. And I don’t know how long I’ll be there and even if there’s anything they can ultimately do to evict Mr. Miyagi. But now I have options.
Now I have HOPE.
And deep down inside I’m very scared. Scared that I will get there and they’ll tell me they can’t do anything for me. And as silly as this may seem, I’m scared they will tell me they CAN do something for me.
So I asked myself questions. Am I living my best life? If Cleveland CAN make Mr. Miyagi disappear, then what? Will I lose this passion I have for life at the moment? Will I go back to living a life that others consider as ‘acceptable’, or will I continue to keep this wanderlust?
Will I still have courage?
“If I live the life I’m given, I won’t be scared to die.” – The Avett Brothers, The Once and Future Carpenter
This post was written while listening to The Avett Brothers on Spotify.