My breast cancer journey is revealing something to me that is very heart-warming: there is goodness in people.
I’ve not been shy about my diagnosis, writing about it, sharing pictures, intimate struggles and awkward and sometimes hilarious moments. I don’t try to hide my circumstances when in public yet I don’t seek out pity or special treatment because of it either.
This journey has bestowed me with several special gifts:
- A young Chick Fil-A employee who spontaneously came up to me and told me about her grandmother who had given breast cancer the beat down twice.
- Strangers who pass by me in restaurants and gently touch my shoulder and say “I’m praying for you.”
- Childhood friends who reach out to support me with visits, cards and prayers.
- Good friends who send me special gifts – just to brighten my day.
- Encouragement from friends who share their own battles with cancer with me.
- Gifts from infusion room “buddies” who are leaving the rest of us behind as they complete their final treatment.
- Support from good friends that come in texts, meals, flowers, offers to transport and sit with me for treatments and procedures.
- Co-workers who automatically take up the slack because they know that my treatment schedule is a full time job in itself.
- Simple hugs – no words required.
I continue to see good in everyone. Sometimes it takes crisis and catastrophe to bring it out – but it is there. You know, many think that mankind is going to hell in a hand basket, but I think I’m experiencing the truth – that it’s not.