Positive thinking books advise us not to worry too much because most of our fears won’t happen anyway. But in my case, they do! Having breast cancer and losing my relatives and close friends are happening right now. Right now, a close friend and sister in the church, jovial person, generous, has nothing bad to say about anyone and my phone pal, lay dying. We all thought her cancer journey is over, having been cancer-free for 14 years after a bout with colorectal cancer. Suddenly, she had to be rushed to the hospital because of bleeding. It was found out she has cervical and kidney cancers. She had radiation, but is too frail for surgery to remove the tumor from her kidneys. And worse, just 2 weeks ago, her only sister succumbed to heart attack which affected her will to live.
It was because of her that I had high hopes that after my chemo and radiation, I would be able to go on with my life like nothing happened like she did and live happily ever after until I die of old age. But now, I worry about recurrence. Who would have thought that after 14 years, the cancer would recur?
And so I go on through life with acceptance that pain and suffering are inevitable. And as M. Scott Peck said, that once we accept that life is difficult, it no longer matters.