Today, marks our six month of thanksgiving…
When I try to look back at our last two years, I cant’ help but still feel pain. It’s been one draining experience, life was not exactly fitting. Close friends and relatives would know how our world turned upside down, in a blink of an eye.
I could still remember the time when my mom and I were at this doctors office and the physician finally revealed the results of her breast ultrasound and biopsy.
” The results says your mother has breast cancer. “
Our family felt heavens door shut on us. As if hell came on earths surface. It was like the end of the world. Coming from a close-knit family, our mother means so much to us. Her love is our daily sustenance. Without her, life wouldn’t be the same.
She’s been in and out of the hospital, month after month, one surgery after another. It was absolutely draining, but there was no room for self pity and weakness. In our heads, we kept saying — fight, fight, fight! At that time, morbid as this may sound; death was not an option. Our mother needs to continue living, we want her and we need her. There’s no letting go!
Gladly, the tides have calmed down. There was sunshine, then there was hope. I’m truly not a spiritual person, but going through this ordeal; made me realize that there’s indeed someone out there who watches over us. The past two years has been the toughest (so far) trial we’ve ever endured. But thank heavens for family and friends. Truth revealed itself, people who truly care were at our sides the whole time. They made us felt loved and that we were not alone in this warfare. It was during these troubling times, when we all realized how a solemn prayer, a big hug and warm consoling words; have the power to mend and uplift a dying spirit.
Hopefully, we don’t have to live that dreary life again…