December 14, 2016: Cancer From the Eyes of a Teenager

My daughter had to write a letter from her present self to her past self. Within that letter, her present self had to tell her past self what she would have wanted someone else to tell her at that time in her life. She said it was the hardest thing she’s ever had to write. This is her letter to herself:  

 

Dear K’Lee,

 

            Chemo is the devil. It will break down the women you love in ways you didn’t know possible. She’s going to cry a lot over losing her hair, just remember to tell her she’s beautiful every chance you get. Even though it’s ugly. It’s so incredibly ugly to see the hair you use to play with as a child fall in clumps to the floor. Her memory isn’t going to be what it used to be and it wasn’t that good in the first place. She’s going to forget entire conversations, sometimes important conversations. But you can’t let that get under your skin. Your mom is still there, hidden under distant eyes. She’s going to ask you to be a grown up without ever saying a word, even though you just want to be a kid. You’ll just want to curl up and put your head on her chest, but fresh wounds won’t let that happen. Suddenly, you are your own mom, you’re your mom’s caregiver, your little brother’s constant babysitter. Eventually it won’t hurt your heart so much when you hear her vomit, but you’ll never get used to hearing her cry. Just be strong for her. Choke back your tears until you’re done taking care of her. Her heart is hurting as bad as her body and it hurts her even more to see you hurt. She’s gonna spend a lot of the time at the doctor and when she asks you to go chemo with her, prepare yourself. The room is cold and everywhere you look is someone’s mother, someone’s sister, someone’s daughter with a needle shoved so far into their skin or port or what have you. And it’s all just poison. You’re gonna watch your mother volunteer to have poison dumped into her veins. It’s as painful to see as the first time you saw her after her double mastectomy. Everyone is going to tell you “it’s going to be okay” and it’s going to make you so incredibly angry. You’re gonna say “How do they know?” or “When, when will it be okay?” But don’t get so angry. Don’t get angry at ungrateful daughters who don’t appreciate their mothers, they don’t know what they have. Don’t be angry at the world, it didn’t cause it. Don’t be angry at God, He’s the only one who can save her. And finally, don’t push away the people that love you because you’re scared of losing the woman you love most of all. Don’t lock yourself in your bedroom and try to hide from it. Look at it. Be around it. Let it soak into your bones until all you can do is taste it. Just don’t run away. No one said it was going to be easy, and if they do, they don’t know anything. Cancer has a face, K’Lee. You need to know that face is your mother’s. They don’t tell you about that stuff. All the websites and blogs will only tell you medical terms and psychological facts. But they don’t tell you that cancer and chemo takes over your mother’s body like a poltergeist possession. But K’Lee, it will be okay, eventually. Nothing will ever be the same, ever. But it will get better.

 

Love,

K’Lee


Us BEFORE Cancer


Us DURING Cancer


Us AFTER Cancer

 

She’s always been special. Always my miracle child. She’s always made me feel beautiful and will forever hold a large chunk of my heart. Hold your children close. Develope relationships with them. Life is short. Love BIG!

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About courage2conquercancer

At the age of 40, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. This is an account of my journey from my discovery and beyond.
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4 Responses to December 14, 2016: Cancer From the Eyes of a Teenager

  1. Zetta Kinser says:

    I admire you and your family so much. You had so much courage. Love you all.

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  2. Liz Rodriguez says:

    Tears are flowing, I lost my sister to breast cancer a year ago in November. Things will never be the same! Praise God for the picture of after chemo!! God’s Blessings over you and your amazing family.

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