Cancer, you have taken much from me. In return you have given me myself as I could never have seen without you. For myself I can stand to forgive you. For all you are punishing to show me the truth I struggle. Their forgiveness is theirs and will come with time. Mine is frozen and locked. You have taken my future and that is ok. But you have also taken my future with them and I can not allow this. Of course I can do nothing it seems. So I sit here and stew, write blogs and cry and slide ever closer to death.
Oh Jerome … how can they (we) forgive … but I’ll say no more on that because it gets no-one anywhere. I admire your resilience. x
Jerome, I told you once, your blog, sometimes make me laugh and sometimes make me cry. No prize for guessing which it was today. I cried for all the obvious reasons, you know them! But I really got going when I realised how much I’m enjoying reading your thoughts, and by extension how much I will miss your narrative. You write beautifully, poignantly, expressively and gut wrenching honestly. Keep writing – I want to keep reading.