I hate the word "cancer" with every fiber of my being. It has taken people I love from me and I have watched too many people I love suffer from it. The latest being my cousin Shane and friend Alayna. It is destroying their quality of life and making them suffer great pain and indignity. They are and have become a shell of their former self. Cancer is no respecter of persons. It strikes whom it will with no regard for anything. Young, old, wealthy, poor, cancer doesn't care.
It spreads its path of destruction, while we, those that love them, are forced to stand by and watch. Feeling helpless and incapable of easing the pain and suffering is the hardest thing for me. So I try to offer whatever comfort I can. A nice pillow, a soft blanket, a hug, a cool cloth for a forehead, none of which is enough. It has been too long since I've seen Shane and I won't be letting that happen again. I will be there for whatever he needs for as long as he needs it. It has been very clear to me the last couple of days how much he needs and appreciates having family around who care for him. Elko really isn't that far away. Not far enough away to justify the distance we have let grow since Grandma Ila passed away. She would be very ashamed of us for losing touch the way we have. Shane held a special place in her heart. I'm sure she is watching over him very closely. His own guardian angel. For now that is the only comfort I have.
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