Cancer is so limited

So one day I was searching for inspirational poems and poems about cancer because of breast cancer awareness month and...I stumbled upon this poem that just showed me how powerless cancer can be sometimes...

 

It can't cripple love
It can't shatter hope
It can't corrode faith
It can't eat away peace
It can't destroy confidence
It can't kill friendship
It can't shut out memories
It can't silence courage
It can't invade the soul
It can't reduce eternal life
It can't quench the Spirits
It can't lessen the power of the resurrection.

last time

This may, very well, be the last time that I post on this topic. My gran passed away last year after quite a long struggle with cancer. She died a few days after my Matric Dance, but she couldn't attend it as she was way to weak to walk or move about much at all. On the anniversary of her passing, I wrote a little something to sum up how I felt and how I will continue to feel...

I remember it like it was yesterday
the day I heard the news
the news that you'd left us here
with our childlike ways and views
I remember asking how you were that morning
sent you a message the day before
when they said you were going I wouldn't let myself believe it
unprepared to hurt some more

when I got in the car that day
and the words came from his lips
I had nothing to say
no feeling but the slow sudden thrashing of whips

I didn't know how to feel for a long time after
all I knew how to be was strong
strong for all the wet faces
in fact, Cinderella acting like King Kong

now that I somehow believe you're gone
given a year to understand
it hasn't gotten easier; only more tears
remembering how I'd hold your hand
I remember you knitting
I remember you laughing
I even remember your eyes
I can see your greyish brown hair in my head
you, letting out one of those sighs

and I realise that I miss you
more than I would admit
I miss the way you knew how to hold us together
always pulling closely what you'd knit

we've all changed since you left us
although we wouldn't say it aloud
but one thing is for sure
that to be yours, we are proud
and as we experience hurt and joy today
we ask that you'll continue
to live on in us all
until we meet again
until we hear our call.
 

© Jessica Davids

to all those who have been, continue to be or who have yet to be affected by cancer...STAY STRONG. STAY BRAVE. KEEP GOING.

Well my gran was diagnosed with breast cancer a few years ago and it was quite a shock to us as she is the glue to our family-the mender of every dispute-the listener and caregiver etc.etc...When the doctors had told us that she was in need of an operation, we all pitched in as a family to make sure that my gran had the best doctor in Cape Town operating on her...her mastectomy was successful and we were all very happy :)
To be honest I thought that would be the end of her journey with cancer...after all she took medication to prevent something like this from happening again...
A few weeks or months back we discovered that yet again she had cancer and this time it went down worse for all of us...I remember I was in the car on my way to Jo'burg when we got the call from my aunt saying that her cancer had returned. As we rode I sat reminiscing on times spent with her but what I mostly recall are all the times I have spent with her hearing stories of her past and the times when we sat praying together or sat talking about God. My grandmother has had such an impact on my Christian life and I really am so grateful for all the guidance she has given me.
My gran and I spent a bit of time together in the holidays and it was really great just to be able to talk to her about what had been going on around her. I am so glad that she has come to terms with cancer and that she has used it to become stronger and influence and impact other people's lives...
My gran is an amazing individual who has such an unique life story...
all I can say is that I am glad that she is proud of the Christian woman I have become and I love her so much :) Thanks gran for who you are:)