I hate Cancer. No I realllyyyyyyy hate Cancer. It took my mother last year and for that it will always be on the top of my HATE YOU list. Cancer is evil. It can rob you of happiness, your career, joy and life.
I interviewed a young lady a couple of years ago now for my previous online magazine. Back then it was all about her blog, fashion and style. About a month ago I noticed her head was shaved and I remember thinking “Is she sick?”. I honestly did not want to know. I scrolled through her page and noticed the change but I still didn’t want to know. I didn’t want to read it in print. It was easier to convince myself this was a fashion statement. Maybe she had a a bad time at the salon. Maybe she just wanted to try something new. That was not the case.
As I teared up reading her latest blog post I realized just how much I hate Cancer. It never goes away. I am mad about it. Sad about it. Irate about it. I have little patience for other nonsense because so much of my day is dedicated to hating something that took someone I love.I pray they find a cure. For every type. Soon.
It’s such an ugly war to fight. A war you didn’t start or ask to join. You just get drafted. Your loved ones get pulled in by default. I sent a prayer up just now because I want her to win. Because hearing more and more about someone winning may one day heal me.
Read her story here and show your support.
