hm. cancer.
i'm just beginning to fully realize how much my mom's cancer affected me. it's tremendously complex, and i'm just recovering from it almost 12 years later.
what triggers this statement, though, is that a couple of my friends are kind of going through that right now. their moms are sick. or their moms have already passed away. and you know, it's happening to more people right now than it should. i hope for all of them that they can maybe handle it better because they're older than i was, but it's never something you can really prepare for. you can only take it as it comes and instead of worrying about what's going to happen, just worry about what is happening. so if any of you friends that i'm feeling for read this, don't worry about what might come of anything. just live, and tell your mom that you love her and that she can make it through anything if she puts her mind to it.
they gave my mom 3 years max to live...
that was 12 years ago.
on an unrelated note. or maybe it is kind of related, whatever. you know how when you have good friends, they listen to you and help you through things, and you really fit in with them, and everything's great, and it really helps to have people you can talk to about anything?
i never really had that here.
and now i do and it makes me cry with joy.
nothing has ever made me do that before. except maybe that part of homeward bound where they find their way home.
(or also the same types of thoughts about finding my real family. my country family. the ones that aren't the assholes i'm related to, but the people who actually care about me and my parents and just want to have a good time together as much as possible and truly enjoy life.)
yeah. it's good to have people in your life. who knew.
what triggers this statement, though, is that a couple of my friends are kind of going through that right now. their moms are sick. or their moms have already passed away. and you know, it's happening to more people right now than it should. i hope for all of them that they can maybe handle it better because they're older than i was, but it's never something you can really prepare for. you can only take it as it comes and instead of worrying about what's going to happen, just worry about what is happening. so if any of you friends that i'm feeling for read this, don't worry about what might come of anything. just live, and tell your mom that you love her and that she can make it through anything if she puts her mind to it.
they gave my mom 3 years max to live...
that was 12 years ago.
on an unrelated note. or maybe it is kind of related, whatever. you know how when you have good friends, they listen to you and help you through things, and you really fit in with them, and everything's great, and it really helps to have people you can talk to about anything?
i never really had that here.
and now i do and it makes me cry with joy.
nothing has ever made me do that before. except maybe that part of homeward bound where they find their way home.
(or also the same types of thoughts about finding my real family. my country family. the ones that aren't the assholes i'm related to, but the people who actually care about me and my parents and just want to have a good time together as much as possible and truly enjoy life.)
yeah. it's good to have people in your life. who knew.