Excuse me Mr. Cancer

Excuse me Mr. Cancer! Who invited you into this world? You forced your way into people’s lives to invade their bodies and torment their minds and souls with fear. Sometimes you sneak in undetected and hide yourself for extended periods of time. Other times, you Bogart your way in quickly and steal the breath out of people. Your track record indicates that you bring great discomfort and fierce pain to our relatives; your victims. Then you send them on medication regiments that radically transform their quality of life which often restricts some of our loved ones to bed rest with chemotherapy going in their veins. Excessive weight loss and fatigue are some sure signs of defeat to our family members.

Excuse me Mr. Cancer, you came into this world only to steal, kill and destroy what is precious to us. Get out of here! You must go! Without an invitation, you took the life of so many loved ones way too soon, but excuse me Mr. Cancer. Even though you are bold and strong and sometimes, unstoppable, you must know that you can’t take the love and the memories of our family members that had to succumb to your demands. Yes, you took their lives from earth, but you didn’t stop them from rejoicing with their heavenly Father and His angels in Heaven. Now their souls are in complete peace as well as ours.

Excuse me Mr. Cancer, you did not remove our loved ones legacy that is transcending through the generations of their children and grandchildren that are growing and changing the world. Excuse me Mr. Cancer; the name and the blue print of our family members are still alive in us and through in our family history. We have embraced their gifts, their talents, their wisdom, their compassion and their discernment to complete the work that they started. Mr. Cancer, where you ended their lives, our lives have just begun. Excuse me Mr. Cancer, you tried to take our family history, our generational tree, but deep roots of perseverance, hard work, respect and honor have been embedded in us. The stories of their lives are being told and lives are being lived. Generations are being restored. Families are reconnecting and relatives are forgiving one another. The voices of our heavenly family members are speaking to our souls to live our lives with value and purpose. Dreams are coming true.

So, excuse me Mr. Cancer, even though you met our family members on their journey of life, you can never take them from our hearts and our minds. They live through us. We will continue to honor our family members by living meaningful lives. So excuse me, Mr. Cancer. Take your final seat because my thoughts towards you are now complete.

Signed by

"Tired of the “C” word invading lives"

Desi