Well, this has been one of those weeks for me. There have been several days that I really just wanted to run away from my own little spot in this world .The only thing stopping me? I had no place to run to.
There are times when life just seems to be crawling on top of you, shoving and pushing you back down under the water. That's about as honest of a picture as I can give you right about now.
Can I say it again? I HATE CANCER! I hate all it does to your body, your life and to those that love you. Cancer reeks of death. It thrives on it. Cancer is a sly little son of a gun creeping up behind you attacking before you even have time to counter attack. Cancer seeks to destroy taking away all it possibly can. Cancer is a parasite moving through your body as if it truly owns you. Cancer is devastating.
I have lived through cancer, fought it, and have forced it to retreat for the time being. Still there are those days, those appointments that grab you up by the seat of your pants throw you up against the wall and leave your body and spirit feeling terribly bruised. I really hate those kinds of days. Then there are also those days that cancer still gets it's claws around your throat trying to strangle all hope right out of you, these are the days that you loose the ones you love to cancer.
This has been my week. I have faced the uncertainty of my remission, to only have more uncertainty thrown at me as once again only to have lost another close to us in 3 months time to this blasted enemy called cancer.
I will miss you my friend as I will keep your memory close to my heart always. Gloria, a fighter till the end, July 13, 1949-June 06, 2007.