Tag: writing and cancer
There’s a peace in solitude yet an anguish in loneliness. I suppose the imposition of solitude with cancer feels the loneliest of all. At that very moment you need all the support you can find, you find yourself isolated even in large crowds. No one can understand whose life is without disease. Dis-ease. Taken apart the word disease explains exactly what causes our loneliness. It’s not being at ease in our own bodies turned against the souls who resided within.
Learning to love myself and understanding on a deeper level what gratitude truly means came to me with a very high price tag. However, if my life and my legacy helps in any way my peers and those who will unfortunately be diagnosed after I’m long gone, then it’s a life well lived.