cancer (note, I don't give it a capital as I don't give it that kudos).
A nasty, vindictive blight that doesn't care who it takes or when. I've known, and lost a number of close friends and family to various types of this disease and have had surgery myself to save me.
We all have our religions, and for my part, I'd perhaps be termed a "Spiritualist". I believe in the souls journey and that our time in this life is mapped, and therefore cannot be altered. This gives me the strength to face whatever life throws at me. I don't fear death as I believe that it is pre-determined. This is not for everyone and so I don't preach as we must all find our own strength however we can.
I'll continue to drop posts on here that may help others cope with their journey and wish everyone well.
In the meantime, I'll re-post one of my "poems"!
I don't know why cancer picked me
Or why fate lent a hand
I thought my symptoms were minor
And went about life as planned
A phone call to a doc
A few scans and tests
The worst prognosis
A notion the mind detests
Now a whole different mind set
Life changing intervention
Live in the NOW
Go forward
With positive intention
A stoma is not the end
Won't hinder a beautiful life
I'm free and strong
No more pain, or strife
Eddie and me we're best mates
Only now and again a chore
Always easily managed
Only now and then, sore
For all of the vanity
The worries of how I'm perceived
Life is now so much better
I'm fit
I'm strong
I'm relieved
