Cancer

Inevitably Unfair (#9)

While sitting at Starbucks one day, my mind drifts to my sister.  It’s a quiet moment where I feel nothing but this overpowering sensation of empathy for her.  Hushed tears begin to roll down my cheeks.  Over the last 6 months, our mom’s cancer has been extremely difficult on all of us, yet it’s become clear exactly how much more difficult this is for my sister.  Whereas I had a decade to flop around like a fish out of water in regards to my dysfunctional self, my sister has had no such luxury.  Let me explain… 

My Greatest Fear: My Mother's Cancer (#3)

For most of my life, I, secretly, feared that there may have been a hint of truth behind people’s accusations that I was crazy.  I emphatically denied it, but still, there was this nagging sense that maybe I was lying to myself.  I could say with all honesty that this was my greatest fear.  That was until March 4, 2012, the day my mother was diagnosed with Stage 4 colon cancer.   This diagnosis annihilated any of my previous ideas of fear and what arose was a terror that I never could have imagined.