Just Another Day
Steve,
It was easy to write the poem because
they were feelings deep in my heart from being a cancer survivor (twice). The
name of my poem "Just Another Day" is an expression and attitude we
have in this fast paced world we live in today. When I was going through chemo
and couldn't do much else besides make it from treatment to treatment, it was
quite clear that this is what I was living now while others looked at each day
as "just another day". Taking for granted that we always have another
tomorrow, too busy to enjoy a sunset, or think we are in control of our what
lies ahead soon became a reality to me that this was my "wake up"
call. I was living to work (70-80 hours a week), and how sad it took the experience
of breast cancer at the age of 49 (especially when I had uterine cancer at 29)
to bring home the message to me once again that facing your own mortality is
not just another day. Although I continue
to face many health issues and struggle to understand why, I know without a
doubt that it's God's amazing grace that I am here for "just another day"
and then some! Hope Shawn continues to have
good checkups and is enjoying friends, family and life! I, too, read Lance Armstrong's
book when I was going through chemo. His story leaves nothing to the imagination
and is a wonderful testimony of who is really in control of our lives. God bless
always!
Love and blessings,
Paula Polich
Now the poem...
Each day is a gift that we
open each morning.
Knowing that it will be just another day.
But little do we know how quickly,
The news changes and it is not just another day.
We look to all the tomorrows that are ahead.
Never do we plan just another day.
Our goals are not ours to fulfill,
Because today they said it's cancer and not just another day.
The surgery is scheduled and anxiety builds.
Chemo and radiation with be another day.
It has been a journey I didn't choose,
And living life with cancer will never be just another day.
My hair is gone and my spirit is bruised.
How can I make it through just another day?
Family and friends continue their prayers,
And ask that God lets me enjoy just another day.
God's amazing grace and love sustained my weary soul.
And life continued on for others as just another day.
No one knows what tomorrow may bring,
And if His plans include me living just another day.
Cancer has changed how I feel about the gift of just another day.
My soul sees life completely different now.
There is no rainbow missed, a word unsaid, or sunset ignored,
Because you see it is not just another day.
Copyright © 2003 by Paula Polich