She lay on the couch in her living room, scarf around her head, eyes sunken, looking gray as a cloudy day. “As soon as I get well, we’re going fishing again,” said my friend Nancy. She’d had chemo treatment # 8 or #9 the day before this one. We were both thinking about fishing, though — even though when times were tough.
I didn’t stay long, but promised her that as soon possible, we’d put on our waders and head back to her favorite fishing hole at nearby Bennett Spring.
It’s almost been a year now since that glorious day in the little honey hole at Bennett, when Nancy and I stepped in, cast and simultaneously caught our first fish of the day … the first fish of her remission!
And, now, with October being the 25th Annual Breast Cancer Awareness Month, I can’t help but think that the thought of being able to fish again inspired Nancy to get better. It’s not about catching a beautiful rainbow lunker so much – although trout with lemon and butter in a foil packet on the grill is delicious. It’s more about being outdoors and standing there in a stream that reminds you of life and its constant changes.
Or not … somedays, it’s about forgetting about life and going into the healing zone as you concentrate on whether the fish are going to like that midge or black ant.
For whatever reason, just know that it’s never too late to learn to fish. Or, that it’s never too late in the season to fish – just put on another layer or two under your waders. And, that if you know a woman who would benefit from a Casting from Recovery Retreat, then get her hooked up with it and others that promote healing the mind and the body through nature.