Okay so I know I’ve been delinquent in the blogging arena. I could make a lot of excuses, all very valid I might add, but the truth is life happens. My family continues to deal with the house guest that wont leave-cancer. In October my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer and right before the holidays the doctors at Sloan Kettering also discovered a nodule is her left lung-cancer. We are grateful that the cancers are separate and both at operable stages, nevertheless, from firsthand experience, it will change her life. I found myself asking how can I walk with her and others who are going through devastating sickness? It’s easy to provide pat inspiring clichés, “Hey-you’ll be fine-trust in God” (this my favorite dense piece of encouragement shared by well-meaning folks who are uncomfortable with suffering). After much deliberation and sleepless prayers I decided that I needed to return to the blog and continue to share my story in hopes of walking with those who suffer. So, I am writing a blog every week this year about the 52 beautiful things and/or experiences that came into my life when cancer came. The postings are dedicated to my mom and to all of us who experience devastating loss or sickness and need reminders that, “Darkness is the alleluia point at which we learn to understand that all growth does not take place in the sunlight.” ― Joan D. Chittister
Some Things Only Came With Cancer
(52 unexpected things that came into my life when cancer came)
- Looking for reasons to laugh really loudly
I am self-admittedly a person who has always been predisposed to the sober and serious things of life. I can remember being 6 years old and crying in my bed because I was afraid of getting old. Who does that at six years old? I do that’s who, its just how I have learned to approach life. From early on I found myself anticipating the scary aspects that life inevitability brings. If I am not reading the paper, watching a documentary or having a conversation with my son about the impact of global warming on polar bears-then something is wrong. So I was surprised that during my chemo marathon my usual solemn undertakings were just not cutting it for me. I couldn’t bare to carry another harsh truth or devastating piece of news. I wanted to laugh-correction-I needed to laugh. And that became my mission, to find what makes me laugh so hard that I even pee a little. I have to credit my sister Dorca for turning me onto “Impractical Jokers” a show that brought me some of my biggest laughs. Here are some of my favorite clips-enjoy!