Contains the *F* word (twice actually) so if you are offended....
I haven't said anything publicly, just one to or two personally, but sometimes you just want to scream out loud to tell the world & sometimes you just want to keep it all inside.
Well It's a screaming moment!
I crashed my car on Friday which it turns out a lot more damage than I originally thought. (I was only one in car and I am not hurt except maybe my pride) but understandably my other half has done his nut over it. I am ignoring him and trying to see it as a way to tell me I should really think myself very lucky because....
On the 2nd December 2017 last year I sadly lost my aunt to cancer and my dad lost his only remaining sibling. A couple of days before, I had a call to tell me my aunt's spinal cancer is in fact terminal lung cancer, (She hid it from everyone as she didn't want anyone to say i told you so as she was a smoker) anyway they asked if i could I get to the hospice ASAP. The cancer had taken over her body, i'd never seen someone look so different and age so much in such a short space of time. Just the following morning after I had seen her she sadly passed away.
20 days later on the 22nd December 2017 I then lost my beautiful sister also to lung cancer. She had fought off Breast cancer previously and been given the all clear but it returned and had now had spread to her lungs. She was diagnosed terminal Christmas 2016 and given 2 years, but the cancer couldn't even give her that. It took her life within the year and just 3 days before Christmas.
She was the kindest most generous selfless person you could ever meet and at just 41 she leaves behind a gorgeous young family and a heartbroken sister. Her funeral was just 2 weeks ago and I miss her terribly!
Don't get me wrong, I am very grateful for what I do have - my children are healthy and the fact my car crash was just that - a crashed car. But what I don't have still fucking hurts. Part of me died the day my sister did!
#FUCKCANCER
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