In
this unfair battle with cancer, I often feel like we’re battling some
relentless, unstoppable, demonically powerful foe who has weapons we don’t
understand let alone are able to defeat.
It’s
a villain that’s dragged too many wonderful people into their grave before
their time. And when that time comes, I hope I have the grace and fortitude and
courage to face that defeat like Charlotte Kitley. Here is a link to the final
post from her blog entitled “Living life with love, laughter and Stage 4 Bowel
Cancer”: http://www.huffingtonpost.co.uk/charlotte-kitley/bowel-cancer-charlotte-kitley_b_5836238.html
There’s
one paragraph from that post that is so poignant and sorrowful and
well-written I just have to share it with you:
“As
you read this, I will no longer be here. Rich will be trying to put one foot in
front of the other, to get by, a day at a time, knowing I will no longer awake
next to him. He will see me in the luxury of a dream, but in the harsh morning sun,
the bed will be empty. He will get two cups from the cupboard, but realise
there is only one coffee to make. Lucy will need someone to reach for her
hairband box, but there won't be anyone to plait her hair. Danny will have lost
one of his Lego policeman, but no one will know exactly which one it is or
where to look. You will look for the latest update on the blog. There won't be
one, this is the final chapter.”
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