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Air was flowing all around me yet my shaken up body would not allow my lungs to inhale the slightest breath. A malignant tumor finds home on a thyroid.
Cancer.
A six letter word that could make any living human drop to his or her knees and mourn; mourn for the plagued the suffering the dead the unsuspecting soon to be victims of a cruel and unforgiving disease. Hearing this word pass my mother’s lips and knowing that almost thirty years earlier it had also passed her (four months later) deceased mother’s was enough to fill my previously hollow bones with fear. I collapsed onto my bed, wrapped my arms around my pillow, and kicked my feet while shouting “this isn’t fair” over and over again. This isn’t fair. But throwing a tantrum does nothing. I can do nothing to rid her cancer, yet I find myself doing everything. I am not radiation therapy, I am not surgery, I am physically a force too weak to kill even one cancer cell. However I stayed up all night that night figuring out exactly what I could do to stand up to cancer. To show it that my mama and I are forces to be reckoned with and her beautiful body will not falter will not surrender will not just lay down and let the cancer inhabit her vital organs because not only is she a fighter but she is also a winner and she will beat this starting now. I vowed that I would never leave her side. Everything and anything she needs I will provide at any hour. We will beat this together. Starting now.