This trip really gave me time to reflect on my outlook on how I am going to handle how I look at this disease. I hope it might just help one of you. When I was quiet and still, God listened. When I gave him my worries he took care of me. I don't mean he cured me, but he gave me just hope to make it through each day. Buying a very inexpensive piece painting helped me put some very intense feelings to rest I was holding onto for years. I have never bought art much less been to an auction but something kept telling me to go. I had no intention of buying anything till I saw it. It hadn't even been displayed on the ship before.
Here it is....