“with grace my feat and faith my eyes”

The voice on the other end of the line is cheerful, “Your blood work came back and everything is normal!”

She is dispensing good news. Yet tears well up within my eyes.

What should be a relief – what used to be a relief – is now a dreaded and haunting statement. Years of tests and “normal” results while being ill and getting sicker have hardened me.

If everything is so good, why am I so sick?
It’s a question I’ve asked countless times.

I think how it would be nice for once to have sometime show up as wrong and be fixable…

Caedmon’s Call is playing in the background, “And I’ll walk with grace my feet and faith my eyes.”

So… onward I go.

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