Of Deceit and Hope

Here's what happens - at least it does to me.

You know all that stuff about hope or, maybe more accurately, being positive? That, of course, has to be done more or less consciously. You have to try to be positive in the face of death. So you try. That's hard work, but you do it anyway because you have no choice.

The deceit part becomes a factor when you start to feel better - when your health is on the upswing. You have been told that you will have those periods of feeling better; periods where you can breath better. They will last for varying periods of time and how good you feel will vary too.

So, here is the situation I find myself in at the moment. I am feeling better and I am not just trying to be positive. I actually am feeling better. I am hopeful and I am not trying to be. That hope is totally natural. Most of the time I forget that this lung disease is killing me.

All of that is groovy, but am I just being fooled?

Honestly, I don't know, but I am going to go with it while it's there because maybe at the end of the day all of us are being fooled by something. In fact, I know we are.

But, heck, dance while you can hear the music.