Walking to the Future

A diagnosis of cancer shrank my life to a narrow focus: what test is next…which pill…surgery…chemotherapy. Each day I dealt with immediate necessities and the effects thereof. Until chemotherapy was finished I was treated close to home. However, radiation therapy was far away. I had to leave my rural idyll and live most of every week in the city. I would drive to the hospital and park on the street two or three blocks away. Eventually that daily walk came to symbolize the whole process of treatment. I was not just walking to the day’s appointment, but moving toward brighter days.

The painting shows the street of my one summer’s daily walks.

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