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Sadness - Listening to: Nothing
- Reading: Nothing
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- Drinking: Nothing
Seems every time I write a note, it gets me in a form of trouble when I mention my personal feelings and then I get told a form of bad news to make everything seem much worse then it is.
Lets start with my apparently very common new friend, Cancer.
Now before you jump the gun no I am not talking about myself, though my family was hit with a form of Cancer known as a brain tumor, my uncle survived and is fully recovered with no sign of the tumor returning.
But as of a couple days ago, I officially have known personally 4 people to die from a brain tumor, his name was Herman, and he was happily married to my mothers good friend and an aunt to me, Deborah Lynn Shaw. Herman, was given only a year to live if I recall correctly, and even though he fought with all his heart, and soul, on September 21'st he lost his fight.
I can't express how numb I feel to this growing death dealer of whom has claimed the life of even a small baby boy, 5 year old Pierce. Who after two years, lost his battle to the disease that paralyzed half his face. I think back on how shocked I was when I first heard he was diagnosed with this cancer, 3 years old, can this be true? But it was true, and the realities were harsh and unforgiving, as I spent some of the final days he was with us baby sitting him with his mom. Telling him everything would be okay, now that Aunty kim and Josh were here to make them happy. Even though Pierce passed away 5 days from his 5th birthday, almost all of my hometown had been affected by this young boys story, and he has changed the hearts of hundreds of thousands of people, and brought that support to the door of Denise Love and John Gordon.
Debbie and Herman were there for Denise and John, and when Herman took ill, I believe it was vice versa. I hope even though the age difference is a larger then 5 years old, that Debbie will get the same support, from her friends and family that she rightfully deserves now in her hour of need. I will be flying back this weekend to see her because Aunt Debbie is just like family to me and my mother,I hope I can cheer her up.
I love you Aunt Debbie.
I guess I have one finally thing to say about this Cancer business before I move on, more of a statement really.
This note goes to show that no matter your age, your physical condition, your gender, or your diet, we can all fall victim to anything at anytime.
As many people know, I do not have a religion, I plan to keep it that way, but the more that stuff like this happens the more I continue to think, god giveth and god taketh away. We take advantage of our daily lives that everything that we do, our work, our homes, our cars, our loved ones become routine. And its not until something or someone takes this away from us.
I am one of those people who used think of life as routine, but I see now that it is far more then that, there is a much broader spectrum at work and we just chose to close our eyes told to live our lives quietly and peacefully by corporations that only care to have a bigger bank account then the other.
I believe we have let love slip out of humanity and I think it should be about now that we take it back.
If you can give support, by saying to someone you haven't talked to in awhile, that you miss them, or even love them and it was nice to say hi, do it,
Lets stop living for ourselves but for one another...
I'm losing a train of thought here, and I quite can't keep the tears from forming in my eyes at the thought of lost life, so on my final note, a message to Debbie,
Herman fought long and hard, and I know you loved him very much, and he loved you, and I know its not easy to say he is in a better place when he has left you so recently, and its not easy to hold back the tears of sorrow that break fear from the failing damn that is your pain, but I just want you to know, that in my believe,
that if there is a god...he has certainly earned his place in heaven.