She is the New and the Old
By Carol Sevy
I am not the same
Outside I am different
Inside I am different
I am the same
My hair is obviously not the same
Everyone can see that,
It is more, I am more
More of change than the outward appearances
My heart that has changed,
Physically my heart isn’t as strong,
It has been overworked
But in some ways, it is stronger
I look at these hands,
This body
Whose is this new woman?
She has changed and so much is different.
My eyebrows and eyelashes are new
I am new
I am no longer that girl
I am something new
I am still me
At times I just hug myself and pull the covers over my head.
This new me is scared
This new me is fearless and frail.
This new me has greatness,
I am afraid of her sometimes
Because this new me is new
She is different
She will never be the same
I will push forward
This new me is better
She is better than the old
Because she is the new and the old.
You have penned my feelings too. This brought tears to my eyes and heart! Carol, thank you.
People have asked me to blog and share my experience,but I just haven’t been able to write the words.
It is so personal and hard to express.
LIsa this is for you. We are very similar in our experience though everyones cancerland is their own. I wish you well. You are a strength to me. It is so nice to know you can relate, because if you can so can others.