This is the day

I have been remembering little snatches of hymns I use to sing as a teenager.
This morning I woke up with this one:
'This is the day, this is the day
This is the day that the Lord hath made
We will rejoice and be glad in it.
We will rejoice and be glad in it'
I woke up this morning with a sense of peace and well being. Im finding ways to move to this place and stay there. I have been looking at music to play when Im having chemo. As I listen I feel my connection to all that is.
It occurred to me that I can move into that place now in preparation for what is to come.
I speak gently to my body. "You are safe. You are well. All is well. I picture those little pieces of lymphoma that are scattered throughout my abdomen as little butterflies, landing for a moment then flying off. The bigger one is a baseball, ready to be hit out of the park by chemotherapy.
Im looking forward to meeting my fellow travelers on the new road I am taking. I hope we can be friends. 
I know Im not alone. I have the love of all my friends and family. I feel their love around me like a warm blanket.
And I have my angelic guides nearby. 
When I was getting counseling for my grief over Michael, my therapist told me'Take care of Sallee' She knew that I was focused out to others and I was off balance. I wasn't sure how to take care of me. Now I know exactly what to do. And I will do it.
What is the secret to finding peace about this? Love.
I love me. Even the me that is very sick. 
Now I will live this day. This is the day that is opening before me to be savored like a rich piece of chocolate candy.