I’m banking my bottom dollar that you’re here ready to argue with me that it is ANYTHING but a gift. Not even three months ago, I would have totally agreed with you. After all cancer has been the biggest killer of my family members that included my Mom in June 2010. Please KNOW that I wouldn’t wish cancer on ANYBODY! So, I’m NOT saying that I want everyone to have it or to get it. I just am saying that I can see the good from it.
I was blessed with the chance to review [easyazon_link identifier=”0781412153″ locale=”US” tag=”tidbitofexp-20″]The Hardest Peace: Expecting Grace in the Midst of Life’s Hard[/easyazon_link] from Flyby Promotions in exchange for an honest review and giveaway. This book put the cancer battles that my family members have faced into a totally different light.
Cancer It’s a GIFT! Find Out WHY.
I have been looking at cancer as the most horrible thing a person can go through. After all someone who has to endure the harshness of chemo and then has a high probability of being told that the chemo didn’t work, is no joke. Right? It’s not something that most people would look at as being a GIFT.
However, on page 114, Kara Tippetts the very woman who is fighting this cancer battle not once but multiple of times calls cancer a ‘gift.’ She doesn’t make it bold or a big pronouncement about it being a gift in her book. She just makes a simple statement and gives a very brief explanation as to why she feels that way.
Why I Feel Cancer is a Gift
I’ve already mentioned how my life made a complete turn of events when I was 9.5 when I prompted you to join in on the Purple Purse campaign. I’ve told you that sometimes it’s far easier for me to choose to forget things that have happened in my life than to remember them. What I haven’t shared with you is the fact that somewhere in those dark years of my life, I lost all sort of relationship and respect for my Mom. Our relationship was non-existent at best.
When she would try, I’d have a wall up. When I would try, she’d have her wall up. We could never get it right. There was a LONG period where we totally disowned each other completely. We had no contact at all. Then one day we finally started writing letters back and forth to each other across the states of Ohio to SC. Those letters back and forth were harsh at best. We lashed at each other as hard as we could.
Little did I know, my mom was fighting her first round of cancer. She never bothered to tell me. I just thought she was her normal strict straight to the point and bold mother. (Hence why that side of me does tend to come out sometimes.) When our letters finally reached a point where we were both ready to respect each other’s positions, and AFTER her first round of cancer was put in remission did she FINALLY decide to tell me about it.
The kicker was though; she didn’t tell me until she started having pains again in her throat. I immediately made sure I was in SC that Christmas. I flew on an airplane for the first time since I had my ear drum busted out from flying to see my Dad in Ohio. (I was willing to risk my hearing to see her.)
I’m still not 100% sure whether or not we would have ever gotten to the point of reconciliation without her getting cancer. Her getting cancer gave us the chance to build somewhat of a relationship.
She made darn certain she told everyone how she felt before she passed away. I’m so utterly glad that she gave me her complete blessing on my being married to Del before she passed. (After all, she’s the main reason I didn’t marry him the first time.)
I moved back to SC in May 2006 and spent as much time with her as I could. I gave up a good solid job that I knew I was up for a promotion in and a whole lot more. I’m still glad that cancer is a gift because it allows many people to stop and look at their lives. They see what it’s about! Now you can understand a bit more about why I agree with Kara that the big bad, ugly mean cancer is a gift.
I’ve stressed many times over on here that we’re not guaranteed tomorrow. We can replace materialistic items (ALL of them), but we can’t replace the people we have in our lives.
[easyazon_link identifier=”0781412153″ locale=”US” tag=”tidbitofexp-20″]The Hardest Peace: Expecting Grace in the Midst of Life’s Hard[/easyazon_link] is a very well-written book about Kara’s and her families’ journey with cancer. I didn’t wait until I was finished reading the entire book to share it with you because I was afraid of spilling too many good parts in it.
Can you see why cancer would be a gift?
“Disclosure (in accordance with the FTC’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising”): I did receive a sample of the product in exchange for this review and post.”