I personally have a roller coaster of emotions related to cancer. It has put me on a long journey through the lives of the people I love. This includes those who have had and who have passed because of this tragic illness. And it continues to show its ugly face as I grow older.
When I was 7 years old, my father was diagnosed with prostate cancer. At the time, the doctors estimated he would live 6 more months. My father fought through radiation and chemotherapy. He went to some of the best hospitals in the area for second opinions to get the support that he needed to stay alive. Beyond the 6 month diagnosis, we were blessed with 15 years of my father going in and out of remission before cancer took his life. There is not a day that goes by that I do not think about and miss my father.
When I was 7 years old, my father was diagnosed with prostate cancer. At the time, the doctors estimated he would live 6 more months. My father fought through radiation and chemotherapy. He went to some of the best hospitals in the area for second opinions to get the support that he needed to stay alive. Beyond the 6 month diagnosis, we were blessed with 15 years of my father going in and out of remission before cancer took his life. There is not a day that goes by that I do not think about and miss my father.
When my husband was in college, he lost his mother to breast cancer. I met him shortly after his mother passed away. Unfortunately, this means that I never had the opportunity to meet my mother-in-law. From the deepest parts of my heart, I never knew that I could miss someone so much of whom I never had the opportunity to meet.
Cancer has had an overwhelming amount of impact on the lives of many people and animals than I love dearly. My grandfather passed away from lung cancer before my daughters third birthday. My precious cat, Ninja, died one year ago of bone cancer. And most recently two of my friends were diagnosed with cancer. One of those friends had surgery to remove the tumor and they are currently in remission. My other friend is in the middle of a long, hard battle with breast cancer.
A wise person once told me that cancer knows no limits. Cancer knows no age, gender, race, skin color, social status nor ethnicity. It has no mercy for those people it affects, and shows no care to those who love them. And I know that I am not the only person affected by this horrible disease.
I believe that what lies in the pain of grief is a love that no boundaries can stop. Though illness is traumatic and can be tragic, I have seen for myself that love will always find a way to the forefront of grief, pain and suffering. And in the midst of the life-long battles that my readers may face, including the trials and tribulations that life brings, I hope you know that you are incredibly loved, worthy and cherished.
Love Note: With all my heart, I genuinely request that due to the content written, please seek the guidance of professional help should you feel you need it.
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