Lucky or Not?

      

        There is nothing new to this situation of mine, so many of us if not all have been touched by Cancer or some other illness that takes our loved ones early. An illness a disease as horrific as it is most of the times gives some time for us to prepare our hearts and minds for what may come.  My particular situation is a long term thing, with care, luck and the support, not limited just to family and friends but caring health professionals my disease will be treated as a chronic one. This is going to give me time, hopefully a long time. This gives me a unique perspective of observation and reflection, often this leads to a positive change, letting go of the nonsense and living in the positive. So is this “luck”? Can’t be considered lucky to have Stage 4 liver Cancer, for sure it was lucky to be caught early. Extremely lucky that my Aunt Susan stopped on a TV station that I never would have and found my Oncologist. Even luckier he happened to be talking about liver Cancer at that exact moment. Some may call that divine intervention, others may call it fate me all of the above and lucky.

       Now when it comes time to feel bad for myself it only takes a moment for me to snap out of it, you see how many times in our lives was luck not even a factor. Just yesterday it was told to me that a healthy and happy man was on his way to work, he was the victim of another driver’s mistake. This mistake took his life leaving behind all of his loved ones. His family had no time to prepare their hearts and minds for this; he was just ripped away in a moment by a tragic mistake. I have many stories like this, so how dare I have a pity party for myself when this can happen, to any of us including me or you. Death comes for us all, for me it may or may not come sooner than it should. For sure being able to understand mortality is an advantage over the suddenness of a tragic accident.

      So luck is clearly about perspective, any situation can be looked at from many sides but how do you reconcile having your loved one ripped away. You don’t it is just life we grieve and we go forward, that is what any of us would want if it was us that passed over.