Doorway
The world tipped sideways when they told me the news.
Not good, they said. Very invasive, they said. You should get your things in order. Say your goodbyes. Then they patted my hand and sent me on my way.
I’ve never been one to back down from a fight. When that girl, Tracy, pulled my hair in Grade 2, the teachers had to drag me off of her. Then there was that idiot at a concert who got way too close. I used my elbows to give him a piece of my mind. And apparently telemarketers block my number all by themselves.
So naturally, I fought the invasive bastard that was eating my brain with everything at my disposal. Chemo, radiation, drugs, and eventually surgery. When that didn’t work, I moved on to the alternatives — trying every concoction I could get my hands on.
But this was a fight I couldn’t win.
We all die, but not everyone is confronted with it in such a ruthless way. To see it coming and be powerless to stop it was agonizing. I wanted more time and less pain. I wanted my hair back. I wanted to grow old and be a burden to my children — or at least society. I wanted to return to the days when I still believed I was immortal. But I was helpless. So I raged and I mourned as loudly as I could.
And then, when I had exhausted the depths of my anguish, something new began to grow inside me, like a mystery shimmering just beyond the horizon. There was a door, tucked away at the edges of existence, waiting for me to step through it. I started to realize how little I knew about the universe I belonged to — and my curiosity crept out from under my anguish.
Perhaps this world was finished with me, but as I made my peace, I could hear the universe calling my name. Asking me to come out and play.
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This is my submission for this week’s Trifecta challenge. This week’s word is door and the third definition is: a means of access or participation : opportunity <opens new doors> <door to success>.
This week Trifecta is community-judged, so check out some of the other awesome submission then come on back and vote at the end of the week.
Here are the rules:
- Your response must be between 33 and 333 words.
- You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post.
- The word itself needs to be included in your response.
- You may not use a variation of the word; it needs to be exactly as stated above.
- Only one entry per writer.
- If your post doesn’t meet our requirements, please leave your link in the comments section, not in the linkz.
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Very nice, Suzanne. Very nice. This is really sad in a bleak sort of way. Well-written, mournful.
Thanks Scriptor!
I like the transition from denial to making peace with things , it still makes me sad though .
Nice piece .
🙂 Thanks Ambalika.
Lovely Suzanne – really enjoyed this ‘coming to terms’ and being ready to move on.
Thank you Sandra!
Wow…that’s…powerful. So emotive in such a short piece. I read it twice just to get hit again. Impressive stuff.
🙂 Love that you read it twice for that reason! Thanks Emmeline!
Oh, this is brilliant Suzanne. One of the best I’ve read in weeks! It’s starts out funny, then that deep sadness, then hopeful again. Brilliant.
Aw, thank you so much Sandra!
You turned a devastating subject into something beautiful.
Aw, thanks Miss Draug!
I love how you plunged us into despair and then lifted us up with a light of peace and hope by the end. I really liked it.
Oh, and I laughed at this: “And apparently telemarketers block my number all by themselves.” – more details on how she accomplished this, please 🙂
Thank you Janna! Hmm… well, I expect she used her virtual elbows. Even telemarketers can only take so much abuse! 😉
I, too, loved that description.
Suzanne, this was brilliant! I love the idea that even though she is saying goodbye to the world-the entire universe awaits her discovery! There is nothing to fear in that-when a grand adventure is about to begin Just love this!
Thank you so much Valerie! I hope to carry that curiosity with me when my time comes. 🙂
What a moving, wise, and hopeful essay. It sounds like you have worked in hospice.
Thank you for your lovely comment! I don’t work in hospice care, but I am registered for an upcoming volunteer session. 🙂
For me, this is a wonderful story of making peace with what lies ahead. Very well written. And I felt that anguish before it was let go.
Thank you for such a lovely comment Maggie!
What a terrific, bravely rendered story, Suzanne! I, too, want to be a burden to society – what ah great line. The fight, then the realization It is all so good. And the universe calling to play!!! Chapeau.
😀 Thanks Kymm! Your comments are always so awesome!
You had shivers running down my spine. Great storytelling.
Thank you!
Coming to terms with pain and death… what a beautiful piece Suzanne!
Aw, thank you!
Awesome piece
Thanks Ruby!
A good look at the change of perspective these things can bring. Nice one!
Thanks Joe! 🙂
Great and moving piece.. Thank you for sharing this.
You’re welcome! Thank you for reading it!
What a hopeful way to look at death. This was beautifully written and I just loved the serene tone of it.
Thank you Lumdog!
“I wanted to grow old and be a burden to my children — or at least society.” haha man this was full of hope. You successfully tackled life and death in 333 words.
Thanks Sam! 🙂
words cannot suffice in trying to describe how this made me feel, Suzanne. this was marvelous!
Aw, thanks so much Jody! 🙂
Great take on the prompt! The theme and the writing were really captivating, especially with the photo you added.
Thank you! Yeah, I love that image to bits. 🙂
This really hit home. Brilliant!
Thanks Anja!
This is marvelously well written.
Thank you so much Paula!
That first line “The world tipped sideways when they told me the news.” sets up the ending so powerfully. It’s as if the persona thinks the world has tripped sideways in one direction, but actually, it’s tripped in another, and she only begins to see it as her life winds down.
Thanks Jessie! You got it. Sometimes it takes something traumatic to shift our perceptions.
This is so human. I love this woman and I don’t even know her. Great job with the prompt. Remember to come back and vote, ok?
Aw, thank you! What a great comment. And yes indeed, I did my voting duty with great relish!
This was intense emotionally, but there was also a sliver of hope underneath the door of despair. I like that. Grab Death in a headlock and make him take you out to dinner and a movie.
Ha! Great comment! Thank you!
“And apparently telemarketers block my number all by themselves.”lol!And then ,”— and my curiosity crept out from under my anguish.:-wow!Loved this beautifully sad yet uplifting piece from you Suzanne:-)
Thanks so much Atreyee! 🙂
:-)Congrats for the well deserved win
Suzanne-congrats from me too! Once again, this piece was stunning!!
Thank you so much Valerie!
This really touched me. My mom, age 70, just died of stage 4 lung cancer in October. Your essay has given me more peace than anything else in the last 6 months. Thank you for writing an important essay.
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Thank you so much for your comment — I can’t tell you how much it means to me. I’m so very sorry for your loss, but I’m glad that my words gave you some peace.
Congratulations on the Trifecta award!! This was a great piece and I especially loved that line, “my curiosity crept out from under my anguish” The entire piece was so emotionally compelling–loved the fighter (yes, I gave as good as I got, or better too in grade school-ha!), made me laugh about being a burden to your children or society–very well done!
What a wonderful comment! 🙂 Thank you so much Sara!
I love the juxtaposition of fighting and transcendence; it’s kind of how I’ve always imagined I’ll go out, with cranky grace 😉 Really lovely writing.
Yeah, it’s how I hope I’ll go out too. 🙂 Thank you!
The whole piece is beautifully touching and real but those gem sentences (highlighted by several other commentators) just make it really special.
Thanks so much Lena!