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By: GrandmaJ
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Tue Sep 18, 2007 17:32:03 MDT
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I have decided to keep a journal and it was one that was hard to start. My oldest daughter Sunshine gave it to me. I wait and wait for you see I am a cancer survivor. The journal has a picture of Jesus with a brown haired child on his lap and they are touching a purple butterfly. With pink roses around Jesus and the child.
I love butterflies, their freedom in flight. The way the wind must dance on their wings and make them move and be carried to flower to flower.
Well the journal was a scary thing for me to start but I knew that I would. But the time was put off and off now its about a year and a half and I feel the need to write. At first I decided to write about things I am grateful for. My life. My husband Ray, my adult children Tony, Sunshine and Amber who have given me grandchildren. Nine grandchildren what a blessing.
For my friends who fought cancer with me and who are not here. For my Father in Heaven. For my older brother Jesus. For my parents. For Ray's parents. My brothers and sisters. For my cousins and their families.But most of all for my grandparents who gave so much that I could be alive. For life itself.
For my friends who help carry me when times were hard. For the friends in my life who help carry me when I am sad and in my silly and happy times.
I know that I wouldn't be here now if it wasn't for the Doctors in my life. For God and the help he gives me each day to get through the day. For prayers of others for me and mine for them. For Hope.
For the rainbows, my faith in God, for hope and the butterflies that carry me each day in my life. For the spirit of those I loved and do love. To my brothers and sisters who walk and feel the fight of life each day to be a survivor. Or as a Doctor said to me one day when I ask him how he was doing and he said to me, " I'm Fighting the Fight for Life". I hope that I'm doing that too. As do butterflies who's fly in the sky and land on each flower and go on and on. To each flower that they see, as they need to have that sweet nectar of life.