Not long after my diagnosis a friend sent along a book titled Chasing Daylight – How My Forthcoming Death Transformed My Life, by Eugene O’Kelly.
He did not send along the book as any type of omen or to be a downer. In fact he sent it for exactly the opposite reason, as a positive re-enforcement after reading my post “Dad I am glad you got cancer…” where I was reflecting upon the gift of time and presence that the cancer had afforded me with Brooke and my children. I read 2/3 of the book right away (it is a very quick read), and then stopped. I resisted reading the last 1/3, his demise. I finally finished it today.
It is a profound book and I highly recommend you put it on your reading list. And for those of you who are type A personalities, and especially those striving away in the corporate world (you know who you are), it is a must read. I won’t give too much away, yet suffice it to say the author was one of us.
One thing I will share, perhaps as a tease to encourage reading the book is the following paraphrased comment –
“I used to think that the most important virtues a person could cultivate were commitment and consistency…I now realize that it is consciousness…”
And with that I will close with a favorite poem by Robert Frost that captures my present conciousness…
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and I –
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
– Robert Frost