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2011 04 25 I Hate Cancer April 25, 2011

I hate cancer. I hate it with a passion. I hate it more than I can ever hate anything else under the sun. It is an evil monster that has taken more than it’s share. It is a wicked beast that has wreaked havoc on the lives of countless of individuals and their families.  It will never be welcome, wherever it goes.
This monster has taken the lives of people very close to me who were not yet done feeling the sun on their faces. It has ripped apart loved ones, and never once felt remorse. It is a greedy, ruthless, unforgiving animal that lives to destroy, and destroys to live. It doesn’t care how much money you have.  It doesn’t care how many friends you have. It doesn’t care how pretty, or handsome, or popular you are. It doesn’t care what color you are, or how old you are.  It never asks permission, nor begs forgiveness. It takes without asking, and never worries about the mess that it leaves behind.
I hate cancer with a passion.  I will never welcome it in my house. I will call him a He. He has banged on my door in the past, and while I was checking to see who it was, he snuck in through the back door.  He is a very clever enemy indeed.
I hate cancer.
I have seen with my own eyes how this maniacal menace works his twisted path of pain. I have seen more than once how he removes loved ones well before their time. He never asks permission. He never worries about consequences. He never begs forgiveness. He never stays around long enough to be held accountable for his actions. He is a sly, clever ruthless bastard who cares for no one but himself
I see the people who have conquered this monster, and they are the true heroes of my life. These warriors are the ones that need to be held up on a pedestal for all to see and learn from. These are the people who should be receiving the awards and accolades. These folks, along with their families are what we all need to look up to. It is their will that has beaten back this foe time an time again. I could never hope to find more admiration for anything on this planet than I do for the cancer conquerors. The survivors. The ones left standing when the dust settles.
I have created this blog to let you know how much I admire you all who have beaten back this wicked monster, and to also tell you that above all, family is the life source for all that is good in this world. I tend to realize this more and more as I turn into a gray haired billy goat. It isn’t the age though, as much as it is the mileage that really matters. My mileage has shown me many hairpin curves and slick road conditions. So far I have managed to steer back home at the end of every day. I am thankful for that.
I am also a cancer survivor. A cancer conqueror, as is my son. We have seen the whites of this monster’s eyes. We have been left standing as the dust settled down. I thank God every day that my son saw another sunrise today. That is my miracle. That is my prayer being answered. That is my gift for the day. For that, I am thankful.
My brain is tired, and I need a cookie, so I will end this post here.
Until we meet again. . .

One Response to “2011 04 25 I Hate Cancer”

  1. lynan Says:

    I am glad that my son and husband are the miracles that they are. If the dust ever starts to blow again, I will be there for them, just as all of the families of those with cancer will do.

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