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This is a special place...
...for your thoughts and feelings. Everyone is welcome.
This place is non-denominational; There are no constraints of religion or beliefs, because cancer does not know of such things.
...where you can express yourself. All forms of expression are welcome. Your expressions can be however you feel, whether you are angry or thankful, happy or sad; because cancer does not know of emotional limitation.
...for thanks, prayers, and dedications; for memorials, poetry, artwork, and essays, or however you wish to show your feelings; the possibilities of expression are boundless, because cancer does not know of restraint.
...of solitude and of togetherness; of compassion and caring and understanding; where we are all united by a common thread.
Because everyone touched by cancer knows of these things.
.....by t. adams
~Jackie Moreland~
Jackie, you were the humblest person I ever knew. You loved everyone for who they were and never asked for, or expected, any more than they could give. You leave behind your wonderful husband Steve, and your little Brianna, who was the light of your life. You always wanted a child. Brianna was your dream come true. I only wish you could have had more than two years with her. The world will always love you. With love from a friend.
~Christian~
My cousin Christian was diagnosed with ALL (Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia) at 4 months. My aunt and Uncle had been married only 3 years and this was their first child. They were having a hard time with him before he had Leukemia. He is now 7 months old and in remission, but he has 2 or 3 years or chemo and alot more ahead of him. I just wanted to send hope, to anyone dealing with
cancer in any way. Just remeber there is still hope, the angels won't give up on you, they're always there with you. Don't. Give. Up.
- anonymous
This page brought tears to my eyes. Thank you to all for sharing thier experiences. I recently lost my grandmothers twin sister to cancer just weeks before Christmas. I know she is still with me everyday but it's not easy for any of us to know that she is not physically here. Cancer is a relentless
disease that seems to get the most caring, loving and special people. I have many survivors in my family including my Dad, my step mom and my grandma and I pray for them to stay survivors for a very long time. My heart goes out to those who are currently battling and those who have yet to battle and pray
that I never come face to face with the cancer demon. If that should happen, I will fight with every strength I possibly have to be among the survivors. Thank you again for the heartfelt words on these pages, it makes us feel like we are not alone in the pain and loss that this disease leaves all it touches.
- anonymous
~Cathy~
A lovely memorial page has been set up for this very special girl. (To view it, click on her name).
~Cathy~
An Angel Among Us
One day sixteen years ago
God sent a small but cherubic figure
to give us happiness and fill us with love.
She was everything we could have dreamed for
bright shiny eyes,
a rosy smile and a
wonderful disposition.
Then one day she
became ill.
A small black cloud hanging over
all of us.
I was sure it would pass and
once again we would see that beautiful
rosy smile.
But it was not to be.
God had a plan for her and for us.
He reached down and tried
to make it as easy as possible
but to no avail.
And while we feel loss
for the family,
sadness that Cathy is gone,
she is not truly gone but among the angels.
So every night that the stars shine
and every night there is a full moon
know that Cathy has her rosy smile back
and she's shining it on you,
on me
on all of us.
- Debi Fisher
I have known cancer not personally but through family and friends. My teacher has departed from her cancer ridden body and has walked the walk up to heaven. My friend is dying of it and we can sit and joke about how there will be Cherry Coke and Sprite in heaven because in his last stages of kemo and cancer he cannot drink it. My great grandmother wanted to see me so bad before I was born and died 16 days before my birth. She relived her whole life and loved every minute of it, and
said she would watch me when she departed from us. I know no one EVER dies. They live with us and around us smiling over at us as they float around free from they're bodies. Bodies as I see become prisons when they are in cancer's grips. Dying is merely a transition, a let go, and a liberation that sends spirits on to heaven. God bless...
"Ain't no use in crying, no ones really dying, and if anyone ask me where I'm going. . .
I'm going up a yonder to be with my Lord" --- old folk song
...submitted by Leigh Ann
~Katie~
Eight months ago at a Christmas dinner I was visiting with a pleasant young woman who told me about her niece, 8 year old Katie. Diane was upset and worried that Katie might not make it through the winter. Her cancer had come back for the 3rd time and the chemotherapy was really wearing her down. In fact the Christmas family gathering scheduled at Katie's house had to be canceled due to her fragile condition and the threat of contagious diseases.
I belonged to LOTH, a group of wonderful ladies who seemed to be able to pull miracles from their hats and I knew there was a lot of prayer power on the Internet so I offered to build Katie a web page. The idea behind the web page was two-fold. First to ask for prayers for Katie and secondly to let Katie know how special she was. The page "Pray for Katie" went up in the middle of January. Now 8 months later that one page has grown to 15 including 11 pages of graphic gifts offered by wonderful people who have stopped by to give their moral support and prayers. Over 10,000 people have visited Katie's page and left behind hope. The celebration of her 9th birthday went around the world as people dropped in with messages of love and hope. She received gifts from all over.
In July the doctors were forced to stop Katie's chemotherapy and her family put her in God's hands completely. This weekend I added another page that she put together of pictures of her and her family enjoying a day in the park. Katie is feeling good and we know the good Lord will not take her away from her family at such a young age.
...submitted by Sherry
~Camp Courage~
I am the founder and director of Western Colorado Camp Courage, Inc., a cost free, one week camp in the Colorado Rocky Mountains, for kids ages 4-18 who have been diagnosed with cancer, brain tumors or are waiting for or have had a bone marrow transplant. We offer a unique experience for these children from all over the US, that includes a one to one adult partner. We do rock climbing, fishing, white water rafting, horesback riding and just plain fun. We have a dance night and a talent show conducted by the kids and their partners. There are plenty of unique crafts also. This camp has had no losses to cancer since its formation in 1997. However, a previous camp I was affiliated with that left the area had two losses during the seven years the camp was held here. I would like to remember Jeannie and Shane. They were two very courageous campers who loved and lived life to the fullest.
submitted by Ruth,
Western Colorado Camp Courage, Inc.
~Cathy~
Almost one year ago,thru Pow Wow,here on the computer I came in contact with a young girl.then age 15, who has been diagnosed with cancer. At the time I met her,her dad had just passed away a few months before,also from the same. From that time on ,she and her twin sister and I and my daughter have spent time together,just talking and going to concerts and just being there for her.My friend,Cathy ,has the most optimistic outlook on life that I have ever seen. A few months ago when she came home from her Dr.appt in Boston,she paged me on Powwow to tell me what the outcome was. For her, it was not good, as the cancer has spread. Her words to me were, "Don't worry Gayle, I am still the same Cathy and will be till whenever." She is just the best teen that I have met and my life had been touched immensely by knowing her. For that reason I have a dedcation to her on page 2 of my homepage. Please feel free to visit my site and keep her in your thoughts and prayers.
submitted by Gayle
Post Script:
Our sweet young friend, Cathy, passed away on September 20,1998.
She was an inspiration to us all and will be sadly missed. When you see her star shining bright from Heaven, say a hello to her and ask her to carry on her work with all our precious young children that she is now looking over.
"I Love You Cathy.. you are forever in my heart."....Gayle
~Laurie~
I worked with Laurie for nearly 3 years until she died.
Twice she underwent chemo and never complained, always had a positive attitude. Her Mom died of breast cancer at nearly the same age.
We all drive pilot cars here in Oregon and Washington and before
Laurie died she told us we best be good, that she would be watching us and would be saving us all a place on a cloud with her. I keep her picture with me in my car all the time.
Somehow I feel she is watching and guiding me and is my "work" angel.
submitted by Debby
It cannot cripple love submitted by Kristan I lost my dad to leukemia on his 50th birthday. I saw what he had to go through as he battled this disease. To think of a child going through this really saddens me. I thank God for my children being healthy. Sometimes we tend to take things, mostly our health, for granted. Then we see something or someone that makes use realize just how blessed we are.
.....submitted by victorian @ngel of |
I have walked the road .....submitted by Couie |
.....submitted by satinthreadsstain
My life has been touched by cancer twice. The first time was in March of 1978 when my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer. I was with her in the doctor's office when he told her she would have to have surgery and the sooner the better. I felt like the earth had opened up and swallowed me.
I've never felt anything like it.
Because of the tumor's location, she underwent a radical mastectomy the next day. The results were very good. She did not have to undergo either chemo or radiation therapy. She never did have a recurrence and lived for 14 years until she died of a massive heart attack at the age of 86.
The next time was 4-1/2 years ago. This time it was my turn. I had not been feeling well at all and took myself to my gynecologist. The doctor gave me a complete checkup and found that I had a polyp protruding from my uterus. He removed the polyp but decided that it would be a good idea to do an internal bisopy "just to be sure". That was on a Friday. On Thursday
of the next week, he called me to tell me, "You have a malignant tumor and require a complete hysterectomy." For some reason, I was very calm and told him to make the arrangements for the surgery as soon as possible. He called me back in about 20 minutes to tell me that I was scheduled for surgery the
following Wednesday.
Less than two weeks from the day that I first saw him.
We already knew that the tumor was malignant, we just didn't know what the post-surgery treatment, if any, would be. Before I had regained consciousness, the doctor called my husband and told him that I would require radiation therapy.
Well, to make a long story short, I saw the Radiologist, arrangements were made for my therapy sessions, which lasted 5-1/2 weeks and I consulted with a Radiation Oncologist. He suggested that after the radiation therapy was finished, I return to the hospital for an implant. I was not going to stop half way through my treatment so I agreed. That was probably the worst part of the entire ordeal for me. It meant that I had to be in the hospital for two days without getting out of bed and moving as little as possible. Uncomfortable does not even come close to describing this procedure, which involved having a radioactive insert literally screwed into my flesh. Visitors were limited to 20 minutes and could not get close to me because of the implant. In fact I had one of those "Beware, Radioactive Area" signs outside my room.
During the entire time, I never had a doubt that I would be anything but fine. You see, I had not only God watching out for me, but also my very own Guardian Angel, my mother. She watches over me all the time and sometimes I can almost hear her whispering in my ear. Without her example and her presence, I'm not sure things would have gone so well.
In September, it will be five years since my surgery. I will then be considered "cured".
I have no doubt about that either.
Submitted by:
Fiddlestix
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