The Treasure of Forgotten Memories
When he learned that he had bone cancer, Mike told me, he had fallen into a long spell of despair. Life was over. Close the book. The future had been erased for him with the mere pronouncement of the diagnosis.
Then one day, while he was sorting through some things, he came across his old high school year book. He leafed through its pages, transported back in time to the days when the world was filled with possibilities and dreams.
As he read the little messages that his fellow students had written on the book’s pages, one in particular struck him. It thanked him for what he had meant to the writer, for the way he had touched her life. Something about her words made him ask, “What ever became of that Mike—the one so full of spirit?” And he decided then and there that he wasn’t going down without a fight.
He started working out, running, and even entering marathons. He’s done several of them since. And while no cure exists for his cancer, he’s in love with life again and making the most of every day he has left.
Through the magic of the Internet, Mike managed to track me down to tell me his story, and to thank me for what I had written in his yearbook those long, long decades ago. The words had turned his life around when it most needed turning. From his past came a few sentences to give him hope. And from my past came Mike, to give me inspiration.
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Susan, what an amazing person. He is consistent, for that young man is the same as the man who would look for you to thank you. And it couldn’t have come at a better time for you!
Blessings on him and his loved ones as they live joyfully into what ever comes next.
I am so grateful for the human potential for letting grace in, in the moment. And for the internet. Big hugs for you and for Mike.