It seems that when things get rough people turn to something greater than themselves. I have always battled with life after death and whether or not there is a god. I am not sure. I know that turning to this higher power is kind of a cop out when things are tough. To me it's just a way to make people sleep at night. When I think of not existing after I die I get short of breath and I have to distract myself or else I have a mini panic attack. These types of thoughts keep people up at night.
My mum may have cancer.
It feels weird to even type it because cancer doesn't happen to me, it happens to other people. Not to my mum, not to my family. Too close to home. I can support some of the most vulnerable people but when it comes to my family and myself I'm lost.
Dave, myself, my mum, my dad and brother all hope it's not the worst of the worst but my mind can't stop jumping to conclusions. Why would the doctor schedule a follow up meeting? I'll find out in two days.
Stay tuned.
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