The lack of power one has when faced with the news of Cancer is immeasurable; and I wasn't even the patient. I felt powerless walking into the Oncology unit at the infamous University of Chicago Hospitals. I felt hopeless, and my faith in the universe was lost.
I walked in having no idea how this "story" was going to end. But then there she was, walking with January and a small overnight bag, and a reassuring smile on her face. My mom, the patient, the sick one, the unlucky one, the whatever you want to call her, didn't have tears in her eyes. Me "Hi Mom how are you? Are you okay?" Mom "I'm ok. Listen, we just aren't going to worry or think the worst until we are told we have to, its going to be okay."
And there it was. The power, the faith, the belief, the hope. There it was, in that one sentence. Let me tell you, it was powerful. In that moment, she was a survivor, and I knew it was going to be okay. I knew she had embraced the power of how her story was going to end.
In the face of Cancer, my amazing Mother taught me a lesson. I think we are constantly searching for answers, for faith, for prayers answered....and as hard as it is at times, we have to embrace the decision to recognize them when they come to us. That day we chose to listen, that day we chose to take the power back from the universe, from our destiny and say "we aren't going down without a fight." Cancer doesn't have to be your tragedy or heartache or loss, or struggle. No matter what your story is, even in your darkest of moments, don't give up, find your light and let it shine. You are worth it, we all are. So Mom I thank you for showing me your light, and helping me embrace mine.
love, e
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