About an hour ago I posted a kind of memoir about another person, Andrew, who had also been fighting the same type of cancer I have. I've never done that before here, and Andrew will mark the fourth other DSRCT patient I have known besides myself. It's hard when there are so very few of us not to internalize the things I read about his fight. In the end though that is really what makes me different from anyone else. Choices. I am not the same person that Andrew was, and while I understand what he went through on a level that many people don't, that doesn't make me Andrew. His fight, is not my fight. God has given me this fight, right now, because it is what I need to get to be who I am when He calls me home. I cannot fight anyone else's battles anymore than they can fight mine. This doesn't mean you can't help someone in their fight by helping make the fight easier. So to everyone out there, sick or well, fight your fight, look to God for your direction, and be a blessing to your friends and family in their fight.
... and don't forget to take a moment to pause and remember the lessons passed on by the fallen.
~B.
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