The smallest acts of kindness, mean so much more than you know
July 21, 2010
I have a birthday coming up soon and I can not help but reflect on this past year.
As many of you know, I was diagnosed with cancer November of 2009. My Doc said if we had not been fortunate enough to find the cancer when we did, I would have died within the year. As a result, this birthday and especially next year‘s birthday have a very deep meaning to me.
Being only 43 years old (almost 44), death was the last thing on my mind. Despite the rough road I have had to travel these past few months, I am so happy to be here, happy and alive.
When you face a path such as this, you have no choice but to endure, make the best of it and walk the miles needed to save your life. You may suffer from pain, cry many rivers, and even end up with disabilities, however, just know that you have loved ones to stand by you to give you support and this that time will pass, the sun will rise and happiness will fill your heart again.
My beautiful sister has had a few brushes with death herself. I am not certain she was aware how close she came to death as she was in ICU, medicated and not real aware of her surroundings during those times. I hope she was aware of our presence.
Mom and Dad were with her everyday. Ricky and I would visit often. I would hold her hand and brush her hair. I‘d talk to her and tell her how much I love her. I am not certain she could hear me, or even remember I was there. However, I do feel that somewhere deep down in her subconscious, she could feel our love and support surrounding her. Perhaps, this helped give her the strength to fight death.
When I stumble upon rocks in my path, I am able to climb over them with the love my family and friends have bestowed upon me. When someone you know is about to walk this road, be confident in knowing that your support, prayers and kind words may be the key to helping this person find the extra strength and willpower needed to go on.