posted Monday, 27 August 2007
This is an entry I wrote back in March and never published... thought I'd share it now for a laugh (and maybe a good cry)... LC
This is one of my favorite BC books that I've read over the past 2 years (and believe me, I've read a few!) I picked it up at Borders in Ithaca, while visiting Mike (he likes to go to go to the Borders Cafe to do work, and I sometimes tag along and read and drink a delicious Creme Brulee Latte).
If not, then I guess, we'll deal with being in the second group, though it seems hard to imagine how we would be able to make it through all this again. I'm sure that when push comes to shove, it's the same as the first time... you're not really faced with much of a choice, so you put your head down and put one foot in front of the other...
My heart truly aches for the women who find themselves in the third group and I pray that I never find myself there. But I also know that if I do, I want to be able to look back, without regret and know that I lived a life that I am proud of... that I made dear friends along the way... that I knew what love was - both to love and to be loved... and that I made an impression, be it ever so small, on this world.
Comments:This is one of my favorite BC books that I've read over the past 2 years (and believe me, I've read a few!) I picked it up at Borders in Ithaca, while visiting Mike (he likes to go to go to the Borders Cafe to do work, and I sometimes tag along and read and drink a delicious Creme Brulee Latte).
This book tells the story of Miriam, who was diagnosed with breast cancer at age 43. The humor is fairly dark, so if you prefer a story about fairies and daisies, this one's not for you... I, personally, found her hysterical.
Many of you have commented on how you are impressed that I have managed to maintain a sense of humor through all of this. Well, you ain't seen nothin'...
My intentions behind sharing this book with you were to share a laugh with you. Upon finding Miriam's website today, I found out that she passed away this past October, after a five year battle with breast cancer.
Even when you don't know the person, that news is always hard to hear. If the best part of breast cancer is the amazing, strong women you meet who are battling beside you.... the worst part of breast cancer is hearing the news that another beautiful woman has fallen. Why is it that some people do all the right things, yet are over-taken by this disease? How long will it be before we are able to end the pain and suffering caused by this beast? How many must fall?
It hits home that you never know which story your own will be --
- the one who battles once and never has to worry again
- the one who battles twice or thrice, and then never has to worry again
- or the one who battles her heart out and just doesn't make it
We all hope that we will be in that first group...
If not, then I guess, we'll deal with being in the second group, though it seems hard to imagine how we would be able to make it through all this again. I'm sure that when push comes to shove, it's the same as the first time... you're not really faced with much of a choice, so you put your head down and put one foot in front of the other...
My heart truly aches for the women who find themselves in the third group and I pray that I never find myself there. But I also know that if I do, I want to be able to look back, without regret and know that I lived a life that I am proud of... that I made dear friends along the way... that I knew what love was - both to love and to be loved... and that I made an impression, be it ever so small, on this world.
1. Amanda left...
Monday, 15 October 2007 8:17 pm
LC - this post made reminded me of just how amazing a person you are. It's been so long since we've actually seen each other. And I'm pretty sure our struggles over the last two years have been very very different, but I'm so glad to count you as a friend... Keep on fighting, and head down this way to visit again sometime soon!!!
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