564,800 people are expected to die from cancer this year, and about 1,228,600 new cancer cases are expected to be diagnosed. So says a cancer fact type website. You also get numbers like this: 1500 people die a day of cancer.
Fuck you cancer. Yes I am a little mad today that out of all the scientists in the world, no one as of yet has found a cure. In my opinion, someone is always "close" to a cure...
Hmmm, what is that saying? Close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades.
This morning a friend of my husbands died of cancer, after being diagnosed a little over 4 months ago. He was such a vibrant man whom would join my husband at Brew's cafe in Granville, drink beers and talk. Rick loved talking to him and spending time with him. He was a cyclist who would come out to ride with Rick, or if he was out on his motorcycle would stop by to say hi. Every time I saw him he was smiling, even when he was weak from his battle with cancer, and always happy. Always caring for the other person. The world now has a hole in it that no one will ever come close to filling.
Daryl Berry, you leave a lasting impression that should be an example of how people should treat people. With kindness, love, and caring. I will miss your smile and Rick will miss everything about you.
Fuck you cancer, for all the people you have taken.
For all the things you take, but do not give.
For my cousin, Kevin Spiegel who died way too young. For my best friend Krysia's mother who was a blast to be around. For my other best friend, Hunny's niece who was a little princess. And even for my little girl Trude, our dog, whom waited for us all to get home from vacation, so we could all be with her before she moved on.
And that is what I have to say about that.
Fuck you cancer. Yes I am a little mad today that out of all the scientists in the world, no one as of yet has found a cure. In my opinion, someone is always "close" to a cure...
Hmmm, what is that saying? Close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades.
This morning a friend of my husbands died of cancer, after being diagnosed a little over 4 months ago. He was such a vibrant man whom would join my husband at Brew's cafe in Granville, drink beers and talk. Rick loved talking to him and spending time with him. He was a cyclist who would come out to ride with Rick, or if he was out on his motorcycle would stop by to say hi. Every time I saw him he was smiling, even when he was weak from his battle with cancer, and always happy. Always caring for the other person. The world now has a hole in it that no one will ever come close to filling.
Daryl Berry, you leave a lasting impression that should be an example of how people should treat people. With kindness, love, and caring. I will miss your smile and Rick will miss everything about you.
Fuck you cancer, for all the people you have taken.
For all the things you take, but do not give.
For my cousin, Kevin Spiegel who died way too young. For my best friend Krysia's mother who was a blast to be around. For my other best friend, Hunny's niece who was a little princess. And even for my little girl Trude, our dog, whom waited for us all to get home from vacation, so we could all be with her before she moved on.
And that is what I have to say about that.
Can't remember the last time the F-bomb was used so very eloquently and appropriately.
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