Archive for March 1st, 2009

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Mar
09

Whether the stone hits the pitcher, or the pitcher hits the stone . . .

. . . it’s going to be bad for the pitcher.

For pretty much all of my adult life, I’ve always seen myself as the stone. I learned to become the stone, because it hurts to be the pitcher. So I became the stone, *believed* I was the stone. Even when I clearly was the pitcher, my belief in being the stone got me through some difficult times.

Especially through my first bout of cancer, I was the stone. Mentally, emotionally, physically, I was the stone that battered the cancer pitcher. It didn’t have a chance.

This time around, I believed I was the stone. And at first I was.

More often, though, I’m starting to have days when I believe I am the pitcher.

But even if I can’t be the stone, I *will not* be the pitcher. If I am just a pebble, then there are other pebbles around me and, united, we can crush the cancer pitcher.

To all my fellow pebbles, thank you for your love, and strength, and giving. And for all you pebbles out there who help others in their stone quests, bless you for being there for someone who needs you.

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