Perspective is a topic that I often write about, but this blog post is very unique seeing as my perspective right now is looking out a 767 aircraft at 10,000 feet. I remember my first flight when I was in the eigth grade and how scared I was. I was terrified at the beginning for the flight. Lifting off was such a new feeling and experience. I was traveling with my National Junior Honor Society classmates to visit Washington D.C. It was such a memorable trip and I will never forget rising above the clouds and seeing the view of Mississippi falling away below as we rose into the air. I think back to my senior trip flying to Seattle, Washington and soaring above the Rocky Mountains. What a unique way to look at the peaks and valleys. I remember flying to Hong Kong during college and how I could not even look outside because I was stuck in-between a fellow college traveler and a small Asian man, who helped me with my Sudoku puzzle as we flew overnight. Now I am flying with my wife to California for a trip of a lifetime and it is such a unique perspective because cancer is behind us.
Looking back at the individual tasks of cancer is tough. It feels like a decade ago that the doctors poked and prodded to diagnose me. I still remember the call about my swollen lymph nodes. I remember the chemo treatments that dragged on for ages. I remember the outcry of support from friends and family. I remember the moments where I just broke down from the overwhelming weight of it all. I remember from the not so distant past, the daily trip to the cancer clinic for radiation treatments. I can still feel the pain in my esophagus from the torn tissue of radiation therapy. However, with all the memories, I can see the hope of the future.