I used to think that everything would be okay.
I used to think that some way, somehow, things would work out for those who made good choices.
I thought that if bad things happened, they would be minor- nothing that we couldn’t overcome.I used to think that some way, somehow, things would work out for those who made good choices.
And then my husband got cancer.
Our world turned upside down, and our hearts were shaken to the core. Where we once felt safe and protected, we now felt exposed and vulnerable. We were once warm and covered, but the blanket was ripped off our shivering bodies. We once felt guarded behind locked doors, but a thief barged in with full force. We were once shielded by a thick outer layer, but our skin was torn open to reveal deep wounds. Our eyes used to be protected, but they quickly became damaged from the scorching heat.
Cancer stole all sense of security.
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