Words can not express the sorrow I feel. Sorrow for the things I used to love to do. For the joy I used to share with friends. For the dreams of life I created. I can not express the beauty I see all around me. I want to try but every effort falls sadly short.
I will not be the first to die. Nor the last. For some reason it feels so personal when it’s happening to you. Perhaps if I had gone another way. Perhaps if I had tried a bit harder. Perhaps perhaps perhaps.
In the end after all the anger is gone all that is left is sorrow. And words can not describe how that feels so I will not try.
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Words may not express it, but all I can hope is that sometimes, just sometimes, a hug might be able to alleviate it a little. A hug, and listening to a friend ramble on and on about nothing in particular over a cuppa 😉 xo
haha, for sure. Not rambling, sharing 😛
I hope you’re keeping up that arm strength bro – be seeing you in a couple of days.
Big Love x
I have started a strict arm resting regime so as to have built up enough strength when you get here.
Thinking of you and sending you positive vibes. Here are some random quotes…
“Winning is about heart, not just legs. It’s got to be in the right place.” Lance Armstrong
…happiness gives us the energy which is the basis of health. Henri-Frédéric Amiel
“Where there is no struggle, there is no strength.” Oprah Winfrey
“We can’t become what we need to be by remaining what we are.” Oprah Winfrey
Love Lynn
I was wondering how the MP is going for you? I am a stage 3c uterine cancer survivor with no recurrence. I have been on the MP for two years with good result. I also have sarcoidosis.