nothing else matters
Last summer I met this woman at my friend’s birthday party. I knew that she had been battling with her 3rd occurrence of breast cancer. We talked about our cancer stories and she explained to me that she was first diagnosed in 2009, then in 2011 and again in 2015, I believe? She was sweet and I liked her right away. She was also very grounded and candid about what she’s been through. I liked that trait immediately and I felt that we’d bonded. She said in a light tone ‘I don’t care about anything, I could die tomorrow!’…in my head I’m thinking ‘YES, I love this girl – I say the same thing ALL the time’. But of course she’s cares, her family and friends care, I care too but what I feel (and possibly her as well) in saying this is aka for:
‘I want to live my life to the fullest, absorb every moment, have fun, not care what others think, not judge or be judged, love and be loved hard and strong, spend as much time as I can with loved ones, squeeze a life’s worth of everything NOW, drive fast, drive slow, travel everywhere, eat my favourite foods, read amazing books, laugh as loud as I can, see all my favourite TV shows – movies – concerts – broadway shows, see my kids graduation – sports – plays – birthday – weddings, stay up all night, sleep all day, swim in the ocean, walk in the sand, go to the park, get my make-up done, dress up, sit on my porch, grow a garden, drink red wine, listen to music, be a good person, pray, listen, be a good friend, try my best, do nothing, not think about f-ing CANCER!’
*I’ll note I didn’t include exercise in the above rant because exercise is a painful bitch*
Sandra is a brave, brave women, she is also a single mother with 3 daughters currently fighting for her life. Here is a go fund me page to help in raising money to help her and her family. Wouldn’t it be nice to give her some peace of mind right now?