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When life changes and familiar roles fall away, it’s easy to feel unmoored. This reflection explores the quiet invitation in those moments—to pause, listen, and remember we are more than the roles we’ve played.
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Connected or Separate? – The Wave Story
When I shared this radio show with my writing group, my friend Holly shared this poem facing the same question. Follow her on Substack: Holly Lamond
Abundance
That night I knew, the next day confirmed
Lost was the life I’d known
Down a dark road but never alone
Today, a river flows, altogether unexpected
A late-night work call with colleagues in the UK
A walnut-like lump found under my arm
That night I knew, the next day confirmed
Control is a delusion once diagnosed
I traded frequent flyer miles for frequent treatments
Lost was the life I’d known
Cancer caused me to change course
Treatments left me parched, cracked, uncertain
Down a dark road but never alone
Cancer drained my canyon of complacency
Opened me to the abundance of light and rain
Today, a river flows, altogether unexpected