Full Circle

"Our life is an apprenticeship to the truth that around every circle another can be drawn; that there is no end in nature, but every end is a beginning, and under every deep a lower deep opens."
~Ralph Waldo Emerson

I am startled by my loss of confidence in my interpretation of my body's signals - a brutal aftereffect of such a surprising and serious diagnosis. They keep telling me I'm improving, I'm getting better, and yet I still feel tired and sick and not myself. The flowers from the hospital are quickly dying now, and the petals fell on my side table whenever the slightest breeze would touch them. They seems rather beautiful, even in death.