6 Degrees Of Me

I read a post on on a blog, called Sha’s Blog, that I just came upon last week that got me pretty choked up. One of the paragraphs reads:

I knew a week before she died that she wasn’t going to last much longer and tried to get myself prepared for the inevitable. Many people criticized me for losing hope when I mentioned that my mum was in the last stages of her cancer but I am too practical to kid myself that a miracle was going to swoop in and save her at the last minute. She was very sick and she was dying and I had to accept it…

I usually make it a habit to donate on Thursday but since I was away I waited until I got back. I also usually split the donation between two charities. I didn’t bother this time. There’s a link at the bottom of his post to cancer.org. I just sent 100% of my usual donation there.

I wanted to say something else about life and loss but losing a mother is something I just can’t put my hands around. It’s happened to some pretty close friends of mine and when I think about that day in my own life it echoes back to me as the worst day of my life.

Death just is. It’s the one guarantee that we all have in life. But as I’ve said before, some of the donations that I make are made with hope. Hope that cures can be found to end the suffering before death.

Sha that was a heartfelt post. Thanks so much.

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