I am grateful

I thought this was appropriate for the "grateful" thread.

I am grateful to feel up to a few day trips with my family. We had a beautiful day at the beach and we played games and we went bowling. I'm purely tuckered out but it was such a blessing to be out with my family.

Yay Mombie!! Congratulations on being done with rads!!

Today I am grateful for my dear friend who took me to lunch today. It was wonderful to see her.

Grateful for all my friends here and above all, that I get to wake up each day. Grateful I can step away from BCO for a while and still come back when I can.

I have been busy writing my story lately. In my faith, we are taught that our trials are for our benefit. God lets us go through tough things so that we can learn. With all of my writing, I came to an interesting conclusion. Cancer may have been one of my hardest challenges, but it has also brought the sweetest rewards.

I am grateful for all of the amazing things I've been learning since cancer came into my life.

I am grateful for the wonderful friends I have made on BCO.

thanks, SDB, good to be here.

So grateful for a calm, peaceful day.

Very grateful for all the love, support, encouragement and friendship from all my BCO friends.

I am grateful for inspiration. I had a little of that today. Sharing what it turned into. I hope it makes you smile.

Behind the Pink

Dreaming,

She steps behind a pink curtain

Wearing a flowing pink gown

She hadn't been wearing before

Of this she was surely certain

Strangely,

In the room, there is a pink box

Plainly labeled "Lost and Found"

She knew that it was hers

In her hands, pink keys for the locks

Curious,

She sat down on a pink chair

To unlock the box and look upon

The mysterious contents therein

Lifting the lid, she began to stare

Surprisingly,

The box is filled with many pink things

She had thought were lost

A picture among them, of her...before,

To which her heart still clings

Excitedly,

She removed her silken pink gloves

Oh so carefully, she began to retrieve

Those precious things, yearning to

Regain all of her past loves

Sadly,

Some slip from her grasp, into the pink pile

But this simply reveals more things

She hadn't yet noticed before

Although they'd been there all the while

Wonderingly,

She pushes aside all the pink things

There, behind the pink, she finds

A new picture of herself

She is beautiful, and she has wings

Suddenly,

A mirror appears, bordered with a pink frame

With awe and wonder, she sees

All the things the pink has changed

Knowing she would never be the same

With hope,

She turns from the pink all around

Like a caterpillar becomes a butterfly

Her pink chrysalis had been

Filled with things both lost and found

With joy,

Her heart need not sink into the pink

For she has wings, and she is beautiful

And so she soars among pink clouds to find the Sun...

Behind the Pink.

By Sara L. Tveten, April 17, 2015

So true Foots, so true. Christ says that we should take upon ourselves His yoke, for it is light. Service does so much to lift the spirit. And no matter what, there is alway something we can do, even praying for others from our beds.

I am grateful that I got to play the piano for Primary at church today. I love to sing, and radiation has ruined my voice. But I can still play the piano and I really enjoyed listening to the children sing. Little pieces of heaven.