I Continue To Fight Cancer

Yet I feel exceptionally blessed

I have had type IV cancer twice already. Each time the doctors gave me a few months to live. Each time they were proven wrong. Now I am fighting metastatic brain, lung, and liver cancer. I am going to beat it this time too.

I am confident of this right now.

That doesn’t mean I haven’t had bouts of deep depression, anger, sadness.

It doesn’t mean I have lost faith in God that I yell at him, cry out in despair, hide in my solitary cave of fear and sorrow.

I go through these emotions because I am human.

Yet I have the strength to go on because I have a God that never fails to lift me up, I have beloved friends who surround me with support and love, and I have a mother and pets who comfort me no matter how ugly I feel.

In the grand scheme of things, while cancer has been destructive, it has also empowered me.

I am much closer to God because I’ve had to lean on Him so much. My prayer life is infinitely richer.

Cancer has also, each time, helped me weed out the chafe from the gold among the people in my life.

It helped my first husband to understand how much he really loved me. He stopped taking me for granted when he…