They are a family mourning the loss of a son, brother, husband, father, provider….just a few months ago, cancer took his life.
He was a warrior in cancer world. He tried every treatment he could to push back the disease. He had remissions, but they weren’t long enough and eventually they stopped coming and the cancer spread. The family gathered to remember their loved one and the healing through the grief began. As you know, it takes a very long time for those feelings of loss to subside.
But there isn’t time…they don’t have the time, because now comes word that another son, brother, husband, father and provider from the same family has just been diagnosed with cancer. A stage 4 cancer…A different cancer than his brother, but a killer cancer, none the-less.
It takes everything you’ve got to get up off the floor once, from this disease…How do you do it twice and in such a short amount of time?
There’s no way to make sense of this. There is no understanding of it. There is no time to heal.
The fight is on…again.
November 9, 2012 @ 1:09 am
Thank you for information.
November 8, 2012 @ 8:04 pm
My friend the beautiful artist T. did not receive a good report this week; the glio won’t give up.
At times like you describe the most we can do is try to get up in the morning. My father’s death at my home in 1990 was followed by less than a month by my only grandmother’s. Had I not had a two-year-old at the time, I wouldn’t have gotten out of bed. It took a year before I’d even go into the bathroom where my father had fallen and died instantly, less than 15 minutes after I’d gotten home from work that day. That memory never leaves me.
I find I’m still having to write poems that address cancer. I just posted one this week titled “Mercy Rule”; I used almost solely sports terms/phrases to write it. I wrote another about my brother. I don’t not write when that kind of poem asks to be written because it’s speaking to a need… still. My writing is what saves me.
I marvel that we do get up off the floor. We just never forget.
November 8, 2012 @ 7:58 pm
It is exhasuting. My thoughts go out to the family, and I hope the brother, father, friend, son is able to move forward with love and support. ~Catherine
November 8, 2012 @ 6:35 pm
I don’t understand either. My heart goes out to this family .
November 8, 2012 @ 5:32 pm
In the short span of a week, I have learned of two people who have extremely agressive cancers and the prognosis is not good at all. One has decided to decline treatment. You are right, there is no understanding. They are themselves, just trying to process it. The one who has opted for treatment has decided to make a gratitutde post daily on Facebook. Recognizing our daily blessings is such a good thing.