What I Found While Packing Changed Everything!

There was a long, shocked quiet on the other end of the line when I called Allen and introduced myself. He informed me that he was really covering a colleague’s shift at the last minute and wasn’t even scheduled to work that day. He had glanced at my scan, noticed the name of a stranger, and had the instinct to investigate further. Before he even realized I was descended from him, he had saved my life.

I remember that packing day, the day the agony began. I once believed it to be the start of the end. I now see that it was the start of the truth. Pain is frequently seen as an intrusion that should be ignored or suppressed. Pain, however, can be a messenger at times. It compels us to slow down, examine the shadows we’ve been trained to ignore, and open the boxes we’ve kept closed. Healing meant that my entire story was integrated, not only that the cancer was gone. I finally found a respectable version of my mother, a brother, and my father. Your greatest blessings may occasionally be concealed amid your darkest hours. All you need to do is have the courage to continue unpacking.