Cancer, As Usual

A few years ago, I penned a blog about cancer.  As usual. But wasn't
'usual' that I wrote about cancer.  It was 'usual' that so many get it. Too many.  Too many of my friends.  Some have passed because of it.  Others got through draconian treatments and survive.

Now another friend has it.  She isn't a person in my inner circle of friends, but I have had coffee and meals with her over the years.  Most by happenstance.

At the funeral of a friend she made a comment that has forever stayed with me.  In speaking of herself she commented, "No one would attend my funeral."  I was aghast she made that comment.  Sad she felt so unloved and cared about.  The other sadness is that she is not a warm person and has a rather negative view of people.  Of life. she was not one to attract people.  I hope that will change now.

In a blog she wrote about her lack of empathy for others.  I felt that early on with her.  No wonder she felt no one cared about her.  She wasn't able to empathize either for herself or others.  And sadly, this experience may just give her that.  Though I wish, pray, it were otherwise.  No one should ever have to endure the treatment.

Too many people are sickened with this disease.  The air, water, land, food has been systematically poisoned by those in power.  Some say it is to lessen the population.  Yet, they, do, get it, too.  Do they really think they are immune.  It is all about the money.  Always.

Steve Jobs, a ruthless individual, founded a computer company, and suffered terribly at the end of his life with the disease.  I wonder if he had to do it again, would he take a difference course in his life.

So many of us dread mammographies.  Mine is coming up soon.  A few call backs.  Always negative.  After each one I make a new pledge to do things different.  Better.  To smile more.  Help more. Open my heart more.

When I wrote back to my friend, my hands would not move on the keys.  I was too much shock.  Saying I am sorry wasn't enough.  So once again, I offered my help, thoughts and prayers.  After all, isn't that what a friend does?

We care enough.