This post is sponsored by the American Cancer Society.
I love birthdays...a celebration of another year and a time to look back at the last. And how much more meaningful it is to celebrate another year of life for cancer survivors.
As we get older, it is easy to complain about our age or that we are getting older. Though I am still pretty young, grunting to get up off the couch is not always something I celebrate.
Nonetheless, I never want to take for granted my life and where I have been to get to where I am in life right now. If that means adding another candle to my birthday cake, that is okay with me.
So let's celebrate life...to the many men and woman who have had to fight for their life...another candle for another blessed year!
4 comments:
Great post. I lost my sister to cancer and think its so important to remember not to take your life for granted. Its easy to do but we need to make a conscious effort.
Very sweet post. I have personally lost family members to cancer, and as a nurse, I've lost very dear patients to cancer. Recently, I lost a very influential person in my life to pancreatic cancer. It is so easy to be caught up in the grand scheme of things, but celebrating life and being thankful should be apart of each day God blesses us!
This December 23rd I will celebrate 12 years since my very last cancer treatment. I have lost family and friends to cancer. I just got lucky. I am thankful I have been able to raise my son. He was just 3 when I got sick and I was terrified he would not have a mommy. So embrace the wrinkles and the grey hairs, it means you are still alive =)
Wonderful post...
My daddy was diagnosed with colon cancer in 2007 - being that my parents were divorced, my little sister & I became his full time caregivers at 20 & 16. We spent three & a half years fighting the disease through surgeries & treatments but last year, during the week of Thanksgiving, he was put on hospice care & passed away days later... Every minute detail about the experience changed me as a person. I didn't think I could 'handle' children, but when we found out we were pregnant a month after he passed, we couldn't have been happier & because of that experience I literally thank God everyday for the time with my daughter & truly value her life to the fullest... And, we named her Prater which is my maiden name, my Daddy's last name, since he only had girls & his name wouldn't 'be carried on' - it only seemed fitting!
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