Dear Cancer...
You SUCK! Yep, I said it. Everyone knows that I worry about tempting fate when I get mad about you but I'm in a mood. I wish I had the nerve to sit here typing this while wearing my F#*K CANCER t-shirt but...no...
I had a long, rambling, angry post planned for today. I was going to let it rip. But that's not happening, not today. Our family has been touched by yet another loss to cancer. I've cried a lot, I've felt like screaming, I've wanted to punch something. I let sadness, fear and anger take over for a while. I was ready to write my fiery post. Then something special happened. My (newly) 8 year old asked me if she could write a blog post. She knows I (try to ) post to my blog and she has decided that she's ready to write for her blog. What happened next touched my heart. I thought she was going to write about her love for Hamilton, Monster High or give a detailed recap of her birthday party. Boy, did I underestimate her. She typed the first few lines herself and there was a lot of hunting and pecking. In order to speed things up, she asked if I would type and she dictated to me. Holy cow! They are the words of an 8 year old, but she said exactly what I needed to hear. She wrote about faith and love. She wrote about supporting each other and looking for the silver linings. She brought me to tears and brought me back from my unhappy place. My wise little 8 year old reminded me that cancer doesn't deserve all of the energy and attention. The people who battle this HORRIBLE disease do. Their lives should be celebrated and we should find joy in the fact that they were part of ours.
Today, I'm smiling because it happened. I have been blessed with a wild, wonderful and loving bonus family for almost 30 years (that can't be right, can it? 😊). I hit the jackpot in the in-law family department. I love you all as if you were my own. I'm sure I'll shed more tears in the coming days but I will try my best to remain focused on the blessings I have received instead of what has been taken away. I hope you can do the same.
Cancer, you still SUCK!
Love to all,
Andee
I had a long, rambling, angry post planned for today. I was going to let it rip. But that's not happening, not today. Our family has been touched by yet another loss to cancer. I've cried a lot, I've felt like screaming, I've wanted to punch something. I let sadness, fear and anger take over for a while. I was ready to write my fiery post. Then something special happened. My (newly) 8 year old asked me if she could write a blog post. She knows I (try to ) post to my blog and she has decided that she's ready to write for her blog. What happened next touched my heart. I thought she was going to write about her love for Hamilton, Monster High or give a detailed recap of her birthday party. Boy, did I underestimate her. She typed the first few lines herself and there was a lot of hunting and pecking. In order to speed things up, she asked if I would type and she dictated to me. Holy cow! They are the words of an 8 year old, but she said exactly what I needed to hear. She wrote about faith and love. She wrote about supporting each other and looking for the silver linings. She brought me to tears and brought me back from my unhappy place. My wise little 8 year old reminded me that cancer doesn't deserve all of the energy and attention. The people who battle this HORRIBLE disease do. Their lives should be celebrated and we should find joy in the fact that they were part of ours.
Cancer, you still SUCK!
Love to all,
Andee