When survivors meet... a momentary flicker passes between the eyes, as if to say, “I know, I’ve been there, and I too have come out the other side.”
Whether your cancer is... blessedly in remission or whether your battle rages on, each and every day we are all survivors.
I look at re-diagnosis as two figters in the ring... At the sound of the first bell, neither can knock the other out. But with each treatment (round), the cancer recuperates less and less, giving you a better chance to finally knock it senseless. A re-diagnosis just means that the cancer got up off the mat for one more round. Remember, it was the cancer that wore out the first time-not you.
The only thing that cancer ever claims... is a tired, worn body and even that is a hollow victory, for it can never claim our soul.
Think positive whenever you can... when you can’t, call someone and have him or her do it for you.
We don't always get to choose... which obstacles we face in life, but from the moment we were given free will it has always been our choice in how we deal with them.
It has been said that the greatest gift that can be given... is to lay down one’s life for another. Well, many of our loved ones’ lives have been laid down, put on hold, and set aside as we fight ours. It is truly a gift beyond measure.
When cancer patients voice a concern... we don’t expect you to fix us. Sometimes we just want to voice our frustrations at the viciousness of this disease.
Often the best gifts we receive aren't wrapped...in pretty paper with bright and shiny bows. They come in the form of meals cooked or casseroles delivered. Or someone doing the laundry, dishes or vacuum. These are gifts of love and mean more than a store-bought sweater.
I'll let you in on a little secret... Sometimes we do want to talk about it.