Bonsai and Cofty,
The year I had cancer my friends nicknamed me the Butterfly because it was the year I woke up. No I was not a JW but I was on my own conclusion course with life itself. I was diagnosed on 6/1/2000. One of the worse and now probably one of the best days of my life. That day I stopped and told my mother, "well no one in our family has ever had cancer so you can't have it". Got very little support or help from her over the next 4 months. Next went home told my abusive husband "I have cancer" "thanks for telling me " was his response and he turned and walked away. Over the next 4 months my girlfriends, my 15 and 8 year old kids fought this battle. My church I was member of since 12 over 35 years never showed up, the pastor knew my husband was being abusive. The day I came home from the hospital after cancer surgery, sorry his words not mine my daughter ask "daddy wiLL you fix me lunch "tell your mother to get off her fat ass and fix it".
Anyway, that was the day he put the perverbial last nail in his coffin. See this man had just returned to work because I MADE him return to work after sitting on his butt for 7 years while I paid the mortgage, private school tuition bills, nanny for the kids and yes a maid for the house (4,000 Sq ft) all he did was watch TV and play games. I "MADE" him return to work because I bought him a brand new car and before it had 20,000 miles on it I had to put a new engine it, why because the jack a $$ never put any oil in the car. Why not? I do not intend on taking care of anything you buy. Good get the hell out of here till you get a job.
Well on 9/1/2000, I knew my final cancer treatment would be 10/1/2000, I sat his sorry butt down while the kids were at school and told him he had 30 days to finda place to live because on 10/1 he would no longer be welcomed here.
I got a separation agreement from him he signed over all the equity in the house to me. Haha he never contributed any money toward it. Over the next year I got all my ducks in a row, sold the monster house with the killer mortgage, fired half my clients and bought a house on a lake, put my kids in public schools for the first time in their lives. No more $30,000 per kid for 9 months and then summer camp fees. I was on a vicious cycle of producing large sums of money to support a life style that was crashing in all around us and it took a diagnosis of cancer to tell me you cannot continue at this pace forever.
Yes in one year I WOKE UP! It was no longer about the money, it was all about 1) my kids, 2) my health 3) being happy and enjoying life.
I have been cancer free for 16 years this month.
I do not care what any of you say but my loving and caring GOD has walked this path with me. I have put up with and been there through thick and thin for a wicked abusive Alz alcoholic mother, I even rescued that sorry butt estranged husband when he suffered a massive stroke 6 years after I kicked him out because he has no one because I have a heart.
Life is not easy but you can make the best of each struggle and keep fighting each one as they come along just hope there is only one at a time it gets a little tough when they start compounding on top of one another. Just be patient and don't knock somebody upside the head when they are being a real jerk and you are trying to get a job done. OH, trust me there has been days I wished for the 2 by 4.
Maybe you think that book was inspired by God or the words of God whatever, I do not!!
My God is a loving and caring God and he may not have all the answers when I need them but he walks with me through this journey and gives me support. I am not good at adding links so just look up the poem Footprints in the Sand. It hangs on my bedroom wall I read it before I leave in the morning and when I return in the evening. It gives me strength. It is also in a song version absolutely beautiful.