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Poet: e.e. cummings
Poem: All in green went my love riding
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Mar 23 2003
Comment 23 of 23, added on July 11th, 2012 at 4:42 PM.
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Cancer can’t get me down unless I let it. I must not let it. I will not let it.Cancer can’t take away the happy miormees that will always be mine to cherish. I can make some lovely new ones too that cancer can’t touch.Some “Cans” of cancer:Cancer can introduce me to an amazing sisterhood of fellow breast cancer survivors as well as other courageous people fighting other battles. Cancer has already flung open the doors of my world and invited some beautiful new friends into my life and will continue to do so.Cancer can take away my hair and it did, but only for a season. It was temporary. It’s growing back. Even though it is not returning in the color I had and would have never chosen for myself unless I was much older than I am, I am grateful . There is always hair dye if I want. It is my very own hair again, only softer and I appreciate having hair more than ever. It’s comfortable and not hot and itchy like a wig. It’s going to grow long enough that I’ll even need to comb it again, yeah!!! Men who loose their hair as they age don’t get a new crop to replace what fell out like I have the privilege of getting. Three cheers for hair! Hip, hip, hooray for hair! Thank You God for hair on my head and for returning eyelashes and eyebrows! Too bad armpit and leg hair grows so well despite chemo. Ha!Cancer can (and is) making me into a person that is leaning harder on God, seeking Him more, resting deeper in His love, who is stronger in the strength of the Lord.Cancer can make me a more compassionate person with many new experiences under my belt that allow me the blessing of being able to “be there” for others going through similar circumstances.
Toutou from Mauritius
Comment 22 of 23, added on February 12th, 2012 at 7:19 AM.
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Comment 21 of 23, added on February 12th, 2012 at 3:42 AM.
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Cancer can’t get me down unless I let it. I must not let it. I will not let it.Cancer can’t take away the happy miormees that will always be mine to cherish. I can make some lovely new ones too that cancer can’t touch.Some “Cans” of cancer:Cancer can introduce me to an amazing sisterhood of fellow breast cancer survivors as well as other courageous people fighting other battles. Cancer has already flung open the doors of my world and invited some beautiful new friends into my life and will continue to do so.Cancer can take away my hair and it did, but only for a season. It was temporary. It’s growing back. Even though it is not returning in the color I had and would have never chosen for myself unless I was much older than I am, I am grateful . There is always hair dye if I want. It is my very own hair again, only softer and I appreciate having hair more than ever. It’s comfortable and not hot and itchy like a wig. It’s going to grow long enough that I’ll even need to comb it again, yeah!!! Men who loose their hair as they age don’t get a new crop to replace what fell out like I have the privilege of getting. Three cheers for hair! Hip, hip, hooray for hair! Thank You God for hair on my head and for returning eyelashes and eyebrows! Too bad armpit and leg hair grows so well despite chemo. Ha!Cancer can (and is) making me into a person that is leaning harder on God, seeking Him more, resting deeper in His love, who is stronger in the strength of the Lord.Cancer can make me a more compassionate person with many new experiences under my belt that allow me the blessing of being able to “be there” for others going through similar circumstances.
Toutou from Mauritius