Today I will not talk about the perks of having cancer. Instead I ask that you stop and say a prayer for those who lives are affected by the disease.
When I was first diagnosed with breast cancer, I sought out others living in my area who were also fighting this disease. We compared our stories and offered each other hope. It’s been just over a year since cancer came into my life and I feel as if I am standing in the middle of a battle field. First I saw Michelle fall, then Hester, and just two days ago, Sandy. Sandy was a colleague of mine who was dignosed just weeks after me, also with stage 3 breast cancer.
In a way, I feel guilty, I suppose in the same way that a soldier feels guilty as he looks around the battle field and sees his fallen comrades and wonders, “Why was I spared?” Was it luck? Fate? Destiny? I guess it is not for us to know in this lifetime. Rest in peace, my friends.