Someone sent this to me and I wanted to share it I had a good night's sleep after TURBT #3 and awoke to a beautiful day.
From the writings of Rumi-
"Our life is not a problem to be solved, it is a gift to be opened. The color of the sky, the song of a bird, a word of kindness, a strain of music, the sun on our face, the companionship of friends, the taste of sea air, the shape of clouds in summer, the reds of maples in fall-there are so many gifts in a single life. If we are occupied with what is missing and what is broken and what is wrong, we lose the miraculous harvest of all these tiny gifts, piled one upon the other, that accumulate without our acknowledging them. If we listen more carefully for the infinite blessings of a single day, this will not discount or obliterate our sorrows. But it will help us remember how strong and rich we can be, even in the midst of suffering. A single word of gratefulness can transform a moment of sorrow into a moment of peace. Try this, and you will see that it’s true."
If you are not familiar with Rumi, look him up. He is widely considered one of literature's greatest mystical poets.
