The day that I was told that I have cancer was a day that I'll never forget. Watching the tears well up in my Wife's eyes as she sat there trying to be strong; hurt like hell. Hearing the joy of a Friend's voice, that I hadn't talked to in a while, drain and turn into sadness; just plain sucks. Seeing the pain in my Family's eyes as we sat there talking about it; well let's just say that I haven't found a word to describe it yet.
That day will be etched into my memory forever. Not because the doctor told me that I have cancer, that my friends is something that I can live with. I kind of have to. I will never forget it because of the pain it brought to those I hold dear. It was also the day that I realized that I am truly blessed. Blessed to have the people in my life that I do. I realized that I have a lot to live for and that giving up is not an option. Is it weird to find peace and comfort on a day that your loved ones found sorrow? For me, I found peace within because I knew that I was loved; I found comfort because I knew that I was surrounded by those that actually cared about my well being.
That was on November 6th, 2015.
I know that the near future will be tough. I'm not a fool, I know it will be hard. Not just for me but for them even more. I may be the one that cancer is trying to kill physically, but it is also trying to kill my loved ones emotionally. I believe I can make it through the treatments, getting sick, and feeling Death's cold hand on my shoulder. I don't know how my Family will be able to do it, but I know that they will. I have faith in them. They are some of the strongest people I have ever met. They have always pulled together in times of need. When times get tough, they put aside their petty differences and reconnect to find a passage through the dark woods ahead. They may shed some tears along the way. I know that there will be laughter, that's just one of the ways my Family and Friends deal with hard times. Together, I know we can make it through this.
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