Waiting To Die
I was diagnosed with an incurable cancer on this day, the day my Grandma Stump died in 2012.... Somedays, I feel like I'm just waiting to die. It's the elephant in the room that no one talks about.... but it's always there. Every. Single. Day. I've watched a close friend die from cancer the same year I was diagnosed. I've known of so many people who have lost the battle.... some young, some old. And I just wonder.... where do I fall in line at? Two months ago, I was by my Dads side when he passed away from cancer. I watched as he took his last breath. The memory plays over and over in my mind. Almost like a dream. We knew it was the end, but yet, one second he was breathing and the next second, there was no breath. He was gone. "We are wired to run away from death, but dying is a part of life." I can't help but wonder when my time to die is coming. Will I be able to see all my kids graduate and get married? Will my special needs son have someone t