 The sight of a bridge in the distance has meant a shortcut – a way around – and a new possibility since the beginning of time. If we were ever in need of “a way around,” it is now as we face this landscape of cancer stretched out before us. A bridge both unites two places and divides them at the same time. And it is an awkward in-between place: as long as we are on the bridge, we are neither here nor there. It is fraught with symbolism as we leave one world behind and step over the bridge to another.
We think of “bridge-builders” as diplomats and peacemakers – seeking to heal wounds and find common ground. Cancer can leave us feeling stuck on the bridge – neither well nor sick – in a mental and physical limbo as we go about the daily routine of treatment. We strive to focus on the new view provided by this high perch. We let it help us see our situation from another perspective. But just as we will eventually choose to step off the bridge from one world to another, our bodies will make the transition to wellness. We have many experts, loved ones and helpers on the bridge with us – peacemakers keeping cancer at bay as we go about the joy of living our lives – pointing the way to the future. Arm in arm, as we pass the test of crossing this bridge together, we reach for the potential offered by this new land, this new way. |
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