I attended a memorial service for a friend who recently lost her battle with cancer. Mostly I attended to show support for the surviving widower; he lost his wife of 30 years, and she was only 50 years old. We feel most of our pain for those who must somehow find a way through the grief and the loss; those who must learn to live all over again.
When we lose someone we care about we also die just a little bit too. I don't believe that grief makes us stronger; I believe that grief takes a toll over time and builds up until we just don't want to go on anymore ourselves, and we give up.
Cancer is such a horrific disease, attacking all ages and destroying lives and families without mercy.
Surgery, Radiation, Chemotherapy: three terms that follow cancer victims to their final day. At first these terms represent hope; but they are nearly always just a stopgap. The REAL fight against Cancer must strike at the source of the disease; not merely treat the patients.
More thoughts on this at my other blog, Gruggers Way