What do you remember about the day you found out you had cancer? On that day, I was told that my life will be interrupted for a whole year to make room for being a patient. And that from that day on, I will just have to believe that I will be OK. That I will look for good omens to reassure me, that I will lean on faith more, that I will feel helpless at the loss of control, that I will accept cancer and survivorship as a part of my life, that I will go through an experience that will bring awareness. That I will now have to live my entire life tied to the word cancer with strings. Strong transparent strings like the ones that hang the puppets — you cant see them but they are there, part of every movement, every gesture, every turn.
Posted on: Thu, 21 Aug 2014 13:46:04 +0000