Two years ago today I lost my older sister Lori to breast cancer that had metastasized to her brain. I think about her and my younger sister Karlette every single day. Some days are harder than others. The hardest part [besides losing them] has been accepting that nothing could have been done to keep them with us.
I absolutely hate cancer, but what can I do about an enemy that doesn’t fight fair?
What I know about grief is that it does not dissipate. It evolves and we learn to walk with it, allow it to partner with us. It becomes a friend, even, as our hearts mend.
I photographed some fuchsia impatiens a couple of days ago while taking a short break from the computer screen. I transformed one shot to reflect a shade of Lori’s favorite color. Impatiens are appropriate for today; they symbolize motherly love. Lori loved us all deeply in the various ways that the relationships called for, but today, I think about her sons, the children of her womb. Most of our conversations during her illness were about them. She wanted so much for them.
My prayer is that they recall her voice, her godly character, the values she quietly instilled. My prayer is that they ever feel her love and that all she poured into them fuels and guides them as they move through life.
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I know enough about grief not to offer phony comfort, but I wish I had some real comfort to offer. My thoughts are with you. That’s the best I can do.
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…and that is much. Hugs!
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…and to you.
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What a beautiful remembrance of your sister. Breast cancer also runs in my family (both sides) so I have been getting mammograms since I was 30.
Do your nephews live close enough that you can get together with them today. Just being together without having to talk can be a balm for a greiving heart. 🙏💗💔
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One nephew lives in New Orleans, the other in Houston. So virtual hugs is all I can offer. Thanks for your prayers and hugs…
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Sending prayers and hugs. Cancer is awful. I am a 15 years breast cancer survivor.
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Thanks. Prayers and hugs for you too!
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A priest once told me, grief is like a rubber band : it lets you go to take a deep breath and will pull you back when least expected. Nothing you can do about this. You seem very strong to see grief as a friend… stay strong and brave dear Chandra! My thoughts are with you and your nephews ❤️
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Great analogy! You know so well…Thanks, Eileen. Hugs to you…
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Praying you feel a measure of God’s comfort for you and your nephews on this sad anniversary.
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Thank you…
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Thinking of you. xoxox
Tomorrow is mammo day for me. :o))
Hugs and prayers for you.
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I need to schedule mine too! COVID placed me behind schedule. Hugs!!
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