My Aunt is one of the bravest women I know. She and I share many things, such as a birthday, our stubbornness, and unfortunately metastatic breast cancer. She tells me every day, “If I could take this from you I would.” I have watched her fight her cancer with strength, grace, and a sense of humor. She was given 3 months to live 6 years ago and has no intention of slowing down. She is my cancer muse and whom I gather strength from. My Aunt bought me a book mark with a poem on it from the gift shop at the hospital during one of our many visit. This book mark reminds me that where is joy in everything even cancer. It is called A Gift and I hope you get as much out of it as I have.
I was given a gift, wrapped shabbily, non –refundable!
Reluctantly I accepted it.
In it I found courage I never knew existed and patience far beyond anything ever experienced.
I was given the ability to trust a stranger with that most dear to me, and endurance for the unknown.
I was given unconditional love of family and friends, always there, never stopping, never faltering.
I was given a fond farewell of my modesty and vanity, and the acceptance and love of an imperfect body.
I was given a strong shoulder to lean on when that shoulder had once grown distant, and laughter and good times, more special than ever before.I was given many new friends, wonderful, courageous women I am so very proud to know.
I was given warm sunshine and beautiful green grass, blue skies, and sparkling city lights.
I was given things to see, that once before were ignored.
I was given the chance to wake up instead of sleepwalking through life.
I was given every glorious day to enjoy, every month to savor, every year to rejoice.
I was given the gift of life, I was given breast cancer.