January 28th, 2006
Cancer is so limited…
Cancer is so limited.
It cannot cripple love.
It cannot shatter hope.
It cannot corrode faith.
It cannot destroy peace.
It cannot kill friendship.
It cannot suppress memories.
It cannot silence courage.
It cannot invade the soul.
It cannot steal eternal life.
It cannot conquer the spirit.
Brenda was a colleague and a friend. She was about three years younger than I was, someone who liked to play and talk about whatever came up. She’d had a kidney transplant, and as I learned later, the anti-rejection drugs she had to take to prevent her body from rejecting the new kidneys increased her susceptibility to cancer because they suppressed the body’s natural defences.
Her long, thick, beautiful red hair was lost during the chemo treatment, but her spirit was the same as always. She had no doubt that she would make it. Then she got an infection that she couldn’t fight in her weakened condition. A few months later, she died.
At the memorial service, the leaflet that was given out contained the above poem. I cut it out and put it on my refrigerator door.
All that was about a decade ago. Tonight, I got to thinking how the above applies in other situations in our lives. With the exception of mind-altering diseases such as Alzheimer’s , nothing — health problems or people problems — can take away who we are unless we let it.