I have a friend, Joe, who is still fighting for his life following a horrible motorcycle accident. His wife, Dana, flew from deployment in Afghanistan to be by his side 4 four weeks ago...every...single..day. He continuous to fight..they continue to fight.
I have a friend, Michelle. She was just diagnosed with breast cancer. She begins Chemo and her fight to live next week. She is familiar with the ends and outs of cancer treatments and hospitals; as her daughter (now 15) fought and won a battle with cancer when she was 11.
I have a friend, Angela, who last night attempted suicide for the second time that I know of since I've known her. She has a beautiful daughter and a husband who love her. Yet she has always had the self-worth (self-imposed) of a door knob. She is always surrounded by positive affirmations from her friends and family...but it never seems to be enough. As I watched the ambulance take her away from her home last night, and I contacted her husband at his work..talked to his boss.. I struggled with compassion ..while so many people fight to live, she fights to die. It's a selfish act...one that I have honestly fought against several times in my life..even as recent as when my parents died and my husband deployed...I was 'alone' and so deep in depression. But then I realized that my life was not about ME..it was about those that I love and who love me back; only then did I continue to wake up and put one foot in front of the other until it was time to go back to bed. I hope my friend can do the same thing and get the help she needs to continue her life journey.
Peace
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The Dark Days
I still have them...just without drinking through them. Sometime I wish I could, but it's not an option if I want to live. Peace
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I saw a tree this morning with leaves starting to turn. It's a sign a Fall...the end of Summer. A new season. A new change. There have b...
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I still have them...just without drinking through them. Sometime I wish I could, but it's not an option if I want to live. Peace
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This morning marked the beginning of his last pre-deployment training. A kiss...or four...a couple of long hugs later and off he went. The w...
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