Monday, August 14, 2006
Some serious thoughts
A few weeks ago, a good friend of mine, Robin, had to deal with two funerals in one week. One was a suicide and the other was the result of a car accident. Both of these people were our age (30-mid 30s). Not that I knew these two gentlemen, but I do know Robin, and it was hard to hear about their deaths.
Recently, a fellow work at home mom (WAHM) found out that she had a mass in her lungs that has turned out to be cancerous. She has since found out that that cancer has moved to her brain and other regions of her body. I did some Googling last night to see that 4 out of 5 people who are diagnosed with lung cancer die within one year. This mom has not smoked one cigarette in her life. She has seven children. My heart is breaking for her, and it saddens me.
I have been reading the blog of a local girl who was diagnosed with Stage IV neuroblastoma. She has been through so many treatments, and recent scans have shown that there is progressive growth in her brain and liver. She is on a study that is pretty risky right now, swallowing her chemo in pills. And just the sheer amount of pills she has to take in one sitting ... it totally boggles my mind. She was taking it in Slim Fast shakes, but she couldn't stomach that (I don't know how she could), so she moved on to having her dad put the chemo in capsules. I look at her pictures, knowing that she is nearing the point in time when the statistics say she should no longer be on this earth.
A dear close friend of mine died from an aneurism just one week after the birth of her second child.
This all just breaks my heart. How can something that starts off so beautifully, feeling kicks of our babies in our wombs, listening to the heartbeat and never tiring of hearing that sound at our checkups, to having to deal with cancer and suicide and untimely death?
I could never imagine the plight of having to bury a child of mine. I cannot imagine how the parents of the child with neuroblastoma make it through their days, just thanking God that they have ONE more day with their child.
I know that nothing in this life is guaranteed. At a moment's notice, a life can be taken.
It makes me realize that to focus on the stupid things ... the things that make me mad for no apparent reason ... is just a waste of my energy and my time.
Because I think of this WAHM, newly-diagnosed with the most aggressive and deadliest type of cancer, and it makes me stop and think ... and be thankful. And wish that cancer would forever be taken away from this planet.
I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.
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