Blessings be upon you! I cannot imagine what you are feeling and experiencing now. I thought Dancing with Death not once and not twice, but thrice was bad enough, but for you and your husband to have both lost spouses to cancer, makes my journey seem very inconsequential.
Except mine wasn’t, especially the breast cancer journey. It should have killed me back in 2003. And again in 2008, when all my Triple Negative survivor sisters-in-cancer were turning up with metastatic disease. But I didn’t. I didn’t in 2010, nor in 2013, ten years out, and by then I started not keeping up. By 2015 I was diagnosed with early esophageal cancer. A treatment of radio frequencies, in essence, burned the cancer and healthy esophageal tissue grew back. But unbeknownst to me, the precancerous condition, Barrett’s esophagus came back. It’s yet to convert to cancer, and it is ever so slowly healing, millimeter by millimeter. Lastly, an early skin cancer just ready to pounce and spread was found almost accidentally.
I’ve come to the conclusion God’s not done with me yet, and here I am at 71 still working for the Lord, currently working on three assignments handed down by the Holy Spirit and grandchildren to pray into the church. The scripture that I held onto for dear life when I was diagnosed with breast cancer at 48, and wondered if I’d see my son graduate from college, was from Exodus. And I did; he’s a physician, too, and will be 44 on his next birthday - God is good!
“I am the Lord who heals you.”
I saw it in Exodus, but you will find something similar in several places. I held onto it so tight, letters squeezed out of my grasp. I share it with you from one sister-in-cancer to another. And years from now as you celebrate life’s milestones after milestones, I’ll share what the Holy Spirit taught me. It’s good, too, but not know you and your Dance with Death, now is not the time.
Peace🕊️
PS - I truly meant that cancer can be a blessing. My breast cancer, though the treatment nearly killed me - how do you fight a cancer that doesn’t need hormones to grow? How do you starve it? - it has turned out to be a huge blessing for me. It sounds perhaps weirdly wrong, but with you and your husbands’ experience, you might understand.
Blessings be upon you! I cannot imagine what you are feeling and experiencing now. I thought Dancing with Death not once and not twice, but thrice was bad enough, but for you and your husband to have both lost spouses to cancer, makes my journey seem very inconsequential.
Except mine wasn’t, especially the breast cancer journey. It should have killed me back in 2003. And again in 2008, when all my Triple Negative survivor sisters-in-cancer were turning up with metastatic disease. But I didn’t. I didn’t in 2010, nor in 2013, ten years out, and by then I started not keeping up. By 2015 I was diagnosed with early esophageal cancer. A treatment of radio frequencies, in essence, burned the cancer and healthy esophageal tissue grew back. But unbeknownst to me, the precancerous condition, Barrett’s esophagus came back. It’s yet to convert to cancer, and it is ever so slowly healing, millimeter by millimeter. Lastly, an early skin cancer just ready to pounce and spread was found almost accidentally.
I’ve come to the conclusion God’s not done with me yet, and here I am at 71 still working for the Lord, currently working on three assignments handed down by the Holy Spirit and grandchildren to pray into the church. The scripture that I held onto for dear life when I was diagnosed with breast cancer at 48, and wondered if I’d see my son graduate from college, was from Exodus. And I did; he’s a physician, too, and will be 44 on his next birthday - God is good!
“I am the Lord who heals you.”
I saw it in Exodus, but you will find something similar in several places. I held onto it so tight, letters squeezed out of my grasp. I share it with you from one sister-in-cancer to another. And years from now as you celebrate life’s milestones after milestones, I’ll share what the Holy Spirit taught me. It’s good, too, but not know you and your Dance with Death, now is not the time.
Peace🕊️
PS - I truly meant that cancer can be a blessing. My breast cancer, though the treatment nearly killed me - how do you fight a cancer that doesn’t need hormones to grow? How do you starve it? - it has turned out to be a huge blessing for me. It sounds perhaps weirdly wrong, but with you and your husbands’ experience, you might understand.