Thursday, September 20, 2007


4 months to the day after I was allowed to start walking again, I woke up in a hotel room in Hawaii looking out over the Pacific Ocean. I decided to go for a walk along the beach to something called Sweetheart Rock, the Hawaiian equivalent of a Romea and Juliet tale. The day was beautiful, the sky amazing and I relished each moment.

Sweetheart Rock

Later that day I went scuba diving with my friend Lisa to a point called 1st cathedral and a second spot, no name paradise. I hadn't been scuba diving since I was in Belize a year and a half ago where I got certified as my 35th birthday present to myself.
The dive was fantastic, and the day amazing. It hit me towards the middle of the day that it marked this 4 month point. Somehow, it seemed so powerful to me while I was in this cathedral thing, an underwater arch of sorts with openings to the water and sky above that allow in an etheral light- if you don't believe in a power greater than yourself than you have never been in a place like that. The scope of what I have been through, the beauty of where I am now, the miracle that has lead me here, it all seems so great. I have said many times that coming to Hawaii with the ability to do what I am describing gave me strength to forcus, strength to get here with few limitations to what I can do and here I am. I feel so blessed.

A few pictures from below the ocean floor.

Lisa and I underwater, hanging loose.

1 comment:

Doctor David said...


What a wonderful update! I'm so glad you keep posting here... the story gets better and better. It's stories like this that I can relate to my newly diagnosed patients that allow them to bear hearing that they have cancer, and know that their future can still be bright!

As an aside, my first dive was in Belize... it was an amazing experience!