It happens again…

People are coming out of the woodwork to take care of me and my amazing, primary caretaker/husband SW.  I can’t believe it!  The fridge is full of quality food, transportation schedules are drafted, and vases are full of beautiful blooms.  When I sit down calmly and look at what is going on, I can’t help but shed tears of joy.

With complete confidence, I can state that I am able to tolerate this horrible situation because of the friends and family I have around me.   I am baffled.  Is it me?  Is it them?  Is it the full moon arriving tonight?  I have no clue.

I will never be caught saying, “Cancer is a blessing.” Unless, I suppose, if I’ve had way too many beers and I’m also sporting a big, fat, middle finger in the air.  However, cancer has exposed me to enormous amounts of human kindness, for that, I am fortunate

About kimmywink

I'm Kim. I've got advanced lung cancer. It sucks.
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7 Responses to It happens again…

  1. Alison says:

    Your fingers are neither big nor fat, so I’m envisioning a giant foam finger, like at sporting events, but rather than it being a raised index finger, it’s a raised middle finger. HILARIOUS!!! Way to put a bird on cancer, Wonder Woman. xoxoxoxo

  2. Diane Fink says:

    LOVE is meaningful and to be enbraced thing. You, Kimmy, are LOVED !
    and I love you attitude.

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