A couple of days ago a post appeared on a friend’s Facebook page.
Nothing unusual I hear you say, Facebook users are always posting bits and pieces of trivia, and sharing photographs of bits and bobs which you never have seen or more likely ever want to see again.
Just occasionally though, a work is posted that leaves you thinking, and which puts into perspective how trivial your own life and your own concerns can be. This was one such post, and it concerned the advent and subsequent progress of a double case of cancer within a family, and how , despite such appalling circumstances, the two sufferers were still able to be present at the marriage of their child.
The details of this particular case can be accessed by clicking here , and yes, within the story there is an opportunity to donate to a cancer charity set up by the family, but this is not a post highlighting any o0ne particular cause, nor a post which is after your money
This is simply a post linking you to a story of family courage and perseverance in the face of dreadful adversity, which I would recommend anyone to look at and read. Why so, because it demonstrates what we CAN do, rather than what we think we CAN’T do, and it is an example to us all that we should never give in.
To end this post I would like to relate to you another story, from personal experience, so as to demonstrate what I mean. A couple came over to the island on holiday, and went out walking. One of them had and accident, and his skull shattered like an egg shell. He went into a comma and a few weeks later he died. His widow, to everyone’s amazement, picked up the pieces and carried on living, and when asked by her family how she had managed to do so, this was her reply
“I could either wear black, sit inside the house and bawl my eyes out, or try and adjust to life as best I can. I hate wearing black, I can’t be bothered mopping up the water, and life goes on so I must do the best I can”
That lady is my mother, and as she quite rightly pointed out on several occasions
“Nature may have taken away his body, but I still have all the memories, therefore he is always by my side”
She is as she is , and she doesn’t feel that she is anything special, but maybe she and others like her, have a valuable message for us all.
Oh yes, do I know about hardship and despair by the way. Several breakdowns, attempted suicide, and several mother episodes have irrevocably affected me, but through luck, sheer bloody mindedness, and the love of a good woman, I now sit here posting with my infinitely better half by my side.
Have a good Christmas everybody, and just remember this post when you think that everything is hopeless, and that nothing can be done
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