LAUREL COUNTY, Ky. —
Slowly, as time passed, I learned to calm down. I turned to intense exercise to help clear my mind. I also leaned heavily on friends for support. As the test approaches though, the fear and anxiety have returned.
So as I sit and write and wonder what the hell kind of instruments they even use in yoga music, I’m trying to review the lessons this illness has taught me: ones of gratitude, perspective, beauty, love. I’ve talked about these lessons in my columns for the past nine and a half months. They are still real and present and on brighter days they are intense reminders. Today, though, I’m just going to focus on getting through it because, in a way, the biggest lesson I’ve learned is just how to plod forward one step at a time. And hopefully, hopefully next November I’ll look back at my columns in search of a topic and find I’m in a completely different place when I open this one.