Christmas--Brain Cancer Style

People don't like to focus on what a brain cancer survivor mulls over during the holidays. Not all the time. But a lot of the time. No one knows (although since they know how many times per second men think about sex -- at any given age), you would think the stats would be available as to how many times a day we survivors focus on the "what ifs" of our situation. "Will the tumor recur in a month, a year, two years... And if it does, what will it do to my ability to function? Make love? Keep my passion for life, friends, will it blind me, render me unable to walk? And if those things do happen... If they do, will I still be ME? 

I admit to digging deeper, going further, involving myself in the lives of friends' past--some I've lost touch with, some I dropped (or was dropped) due to the failure to communicate.  But we survivors reach out. And we do NOT (please!) need to be told that it will all be fine--sometimes it's just not!  Or that we'll make it through and "beat this thing!". What we do is try even harder to make EVERYTHING count. Because what if it is our bicycle that causes our death? A car accident? We have the very special privilege, you see, of knowing that life truly is short. Truly. 

So what I want for Christmas is the fellowship of friends and family. I want people to "get it.". We are NOT here forever. I am sure I've driven many crazy with that mantra. But I don't care. Life, love, friendship, loss... None of those things matter "in the moment." Like it or not, we are all in that moment between life and death.   Everyday. And please... Take a tiny moment to thank our Heavenly Father for allowing His son to pay the ultimate price for our sins. What a Christmas miracle THAT day. 

And please remember to pray for the Connecticut families and first responders. Pray also for the ongoing care being provided by counselors, priests, and strangers across the country. We love you all dearly... Truly!

God Bless y'all!!