Thursday, September 8, 2011
Let us Talk
This month yet another friend of mine received a Cancer diagnosis.
When I last saw her she had the most beautiful mane or black silky hair hanging down her shoulders, her eyes were vibrant and so full of life that it made me a bit envious of her. She was talking about her lovely daughter and all the wonderful plans the two of them made. she was a happy woman who couldn't keep the love and joy she found in her husband and children just for herself.
This week she had no hair, not even eyebrows and that happy glow in her beautiful blue eyes was missing. This time I saw the greatest sadness and realisation that her life would never be the same and my heart wept for her. I held her and told her not to worry and that it will become better the next day - then I realise that I was lying to her - it will never be better again.
As I spoke to her I became aware that she doesn't need my talking, she needs my ear, so I started listening,
Out came all those little things that we non-terminal people take for granted. All the "Why Me's", all the "if I only's", all the "I wish I had", numerous little things that book the front-porch of our mental homes and refuse to leave until we dealt with them.
So this is why I started this blog, through this I can give a helping hand, through this I can make the difficult day more bearable. I hope I can be the ear she and many others like her need so desperately.
Through this blog I might be able to tell her that her family still love her, that she has not become some insignificant person, that she is still beautiful, she still has a very clever mind and that she is still my good friend and that I still love her very much.
So if you find yourself in her shoes - posting on this blog will help.
I can not do much, BUT I can listen.
Just an Ear.
When I last saw her she had the most beautiful mane or black silky hair hanging down her shoulders, her eyes were vibrant and so full of life that it made me a bit envious of her. She was talking about her lovely daughter and all the wonderful plans the two of them made. she was a happy woman who couldn't keep the love and joy she found in her husband and children just for herself.
This week she had no hair, not even eyebrows and that happy glow in her beautiful blue eyes was missing. This time I saw the greatest sadness and realisation that her life would never be the same and my heart wept for her. I held her and told her not to worry and that it will become better the next day - then I realise that I was lying to her - it will never be better again.
As I spoke to her I became aware that she doesn't need my talking, she needs my ear, so I started listening,
Out came all those little things that we non-terminal people take for granted. All the "Why Me's", all the "if I only's", all the "I wish I had", numerous little things that book the front-porch of our mental homes and refuse to leave until we dealt with them.
So this is why I started this blog, through this I can give a helping hand, through this I can make the difficult day more bearable. I hope I can be the ear she and many others like her need so desperately.
Through this blog I might be able to tell her that her family still love her, that she has not become some insignificant person, that she is still beautiful, she still has a very clever mind and that she is still my good friend and that I still love her very much.
So if you find yourself in her shoes - posting on this blog will help.
I can not do much, BUT I can listen.
Just an Ear.
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