Most of
us know someone who has had cancer, or has cancer or who has died of cancer. It
is an insidious disease. It is indiscriminate and it is a life altering
challenge, not only for those diagnosed with its various forms, but also for
the family and friends of the afflicted.
Whenever
these kinds of diagnosis come fourth it reminds all of us of our vulnerability.
Somehow we think loved ones or friends or the famous or the wealthy are immune
to disease because they appear to have everything. The truth is that illness is
the common denominator of all humans for we are finite beings.
What
every cancer, every disease says to everyone of us is that life is precious and
fragile and fleeting and that all of us are vulnerable and maybe some of the
things we call important aren’t really.
My son
Lee died of brain cancer nearly 14 years ago. He was 31. I talk about this, not
because I choose to share a personal grief, but because he was a great teacher
and some of the things he taught by being the evidence of them, may be of value
to you as it is to me.
Lee knew
he was on a short life-line. Cancer tends to focus one's thinking on the
finiteness of life, yet he never complained, despite three brain operations,
chemotherapy and radiation and the debilitation that goes with those
encounters.
Lee
lived for the moment. To complain, he felt, wasted precious time and energy
that he could use for healing. He chose to enjoy and embrace every minute of
life and to gracefully enthuse everyone with whom he came in contact. His humor
was infectious and he always chose to be positive even when another choice
would be easier.
Lee also taught me that parents must love
their children for themselves, not love ourselves, through our children. What a
great lesson. And by example he taught that there is dignity in dying and that
the spirit always dances.
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