better than words

A few weeks ago, I took my bike in for its spring tune-up at my favourite bike shop. I love getting back on my bike again. I don't drive (which is a whole other story), so riding my bike gives me a sense of independence. Riding has always given me a feeling of freedom and on good days, I renew the euphoria of childhood as I make my way around the city on my own steam.Also, it's a lot more efficient than riding the bus and really good for my physical and mental health. My bike is a tank, weighing in at 42lbs and very solid. I sit upright as I ride it and it feels tremendously safe. However, I managed to tip it over while riding a couple of times last year. This tune-up included a new bell and fenders because mine were broken and they fixed the built-in basket which had been bent out of shape when I fell.As he was bringing me my bike, the mechanic - usually polite but terse - asked, "Do you have kids?"Surprised, I answered in the affirmative. "Do you lend them your bike?""Um..no.""Because it was pretty banged up. It's usually kids who do that."I admitted sheepishly that I was the one who had fallen and done the damage. I was tempted to just leave it at that but added, "It turned out that I had a brain tumour that affected my balance. The tumour is gone now and my balance is OK."Without missing beat, the guy lifted his hand into the air. We bumped fists. I smiled widely, paid my bill and rode home with a light heart.Some people know exactly what to say - even when...
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