To all those suffering from cancer and to those that take care of them.. My utmost respect and love. Posted for Breast Cancer Awareness Month
Part 15 – October 13, 2013 – Thanksgiving
I watch him slumped over in the chair as the day comes to an end. It has been just a little over a year that he was diagnosed, and now we embark on his estimated final year. No one can tell you when you are going to die, but I wonder if he is grateful for each moment of life he has been granted. If it were me, I would be taking life moment by moment, complaining very little, and being thankful for the little things that mean a lot. If anything I would appreciate my pulse each and every day.
As I watch him sigh, I know he must be scared living each day like a game of Russian Roulette. Does he close his eyes at night and wonder what the future might bring? Is he happy that he has overcome a lot this past year?
We both have our good days, bad days, and weary days, but each day I get through them and become stronger. I try to spread my spirit to him, hoping even a fragment might help his thoughts. Be thankful for one more day that is added to your life I tell him. Enjoy the morning light and the moonlight, as the light allows him to continue to shine through the darkness of cancer. Life isn’t meaningless, even if you are sick.
Don’t be angry with the world I tell him, because each added day is gift – not because you need it, but because someone else needs you. In the end your family is your legacy and today on Thanksgiving we are grateful for the days, weeks and months that have been added to his life. There are 1,440 seconds in a day, and I am using one right now to say thank you and overjoyed he is still alive.
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