This morning face the noisy MRI, again.
The doctors want to keep on top of things,
i think they are nervous.
I do not like this machine.
It is noisy and it confines me for too long,
but it is necessary to discover if things are okay.
While i might not like the path i must take,
i recognize that it is okay!
Even the bad can be turned into good,
even losses define us in a way...
that we can help understand
and comfort others.
My life is never wasted.
can turn to the good.
to let it.
And so off to the noisy, clanging machine that i do not like!