10 May Washing Away Cancer

I wanted to share this video with you.  Last Spring Break, one of my wife’s friends asked us to take her to the beach for her last time.  In the stages of grief, she had fought the denial and many times had been angry.

Being that she had a rare Brain Cancer, deep in the brain’s middle, her doctors had performed the deepest & riskiest surgeries they could without doing harm…and given the strongest and most experimental dosages of Chemo that she could endure.

Still, it was not enough… or so they said.

So we waited on her to fly in and we picked her up from the airport.  We all wasted very little time getting back to my house to load up the SUV.  Packed to the top, with food and luggage strapped to the top of the roof, we all drove up the highway to South Carolina for a weekend getaway.

This was not a regular Spring Break trip.  The air was often thick.  What do you say to a person diagnosed with weeks to live?  With a bald head, affected by Chemo, she wore a faded bandana.  She often got frustrated, as she tired easily. The swelling in the brain often pinched her optic nerve… leaving her blinded until she could lie  down still enough to re-shift the fluid on the brain.  And sometimes, she reached out to grab our hand, as she took a misstep due to her balance and equilibrium being affected.

As we walked down to the beach and watched the waves crash, I took the time to scratch Cancer into the Sand.  As I took the photo, I quickly converted to Video Camera mode to catch a wave come up high enough on the shore to “Wash the Cancer Away”.    My wife and her friend had already walked away.  Silently, I said a prayer, and hoped that the meaning of the Sandy Word would equate to God healing her cancer.

There were a few other instances of prayer, a few more frustrating times, and a few tears here and there.

I smiled when I finally saw her, the day before we were going to leave, with her bandana off…  Released from an undeserved embarrassment, she looked as if she was finally at peace with herself…. or at least for the moment.

After the trip, she boarded an airplane.  I gave her a stoic hug, and turned away as my wife and her caught up before her daughter helped her sit in a wheelchair for airport assistants to wheel her to her plane.

Days turned into weeks.  Weeks turned into months.  And then, about 7 months later. .. we got THE call.

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Watch the video below… and pray for someone who you know has or had Cancer. Take some time to reflect and appreciate the time you have here today.

We now have another friend who is plagued with Pancreatic Cancer… one of the most terminal cancers.

We encourage her everyday that life is not over… until it is truly over.

You see, the call that we got for my wife’s other friend… was one saying that she BEAT the Brain cancer.  It was WASHED away.   She had a clean bill of health.

I learned that no matter how many of the cards are against you in life… and that no matter how high that mountain looks… that you can move mountains with the faith of that mustard seed.

Today and every day is a choice.  I believe that our friend CHOSE to beat brain cancer.  She CHOSE to get up and get treated and to fight to breathe every day.  Not everyone is as fortunate.

So even in the worst of times and misfortune, CHOOSE to live…