survivor guilt??
Survivor Guilt?!
Survivor Guilt? Is that even a thing? I had someone use the term with me yesterday and now I’m wondering if that is such a thing?
In the past 48 hours I have had 2 acquaintances pass away from cancer. 1 wasn’t breast cancer the other was. They both have 2 kids who now have a father devastated by the loss of their partner and who is struggling to explain to them that mum is no longer physically with them.
The first lady passed on Sunday. That hit home a bit, I didn’t know her real well, but we live in a town of 1000 people so you always know what is going on in others’ lives. But, with this lady I am friends with a good friend of hers do would often get updates on her progress and had spoken to her a couple of times about her treatment. She has 2 kids, twin boys who are about 13 (very close age to my kids). I think that is what hurts the most. She was in her early 40’s. I hope that she is without pain now.
The second lady I knew even less well, but again living in a rural community you all kind of keep tabs on how each other is going. She was younger than me. Mid 30’s. She has 2 very young boys. About 4 and 6. She was diagnosed in sept 2014. Three months before me. She passed away yesterday.
This cancer thing can be so cruel. I don’t think I ever, sorry there was 1 moment when I was having my body scan, really thought about the possibility that I could have potentially lost my way to cancer. Last night that seemed to hit home. These 2 beautiful young people gone way before they should be. They should be able to watch their boys grow into men. Hold their grandchildren. Grow old. But instead this thing called cancer has robbed them of it.
It has raised many emotions in me. My heart is heavy with sorrow for their loved ones. Especially their husbands and children. I am grateful that I had such a good outcome from my treatment. I feel guilty that my path was so easy compared to so many more. It makes me feel like I can’t really compare what I went thru to anything that they went thru. I am thankful for all the medical staff I have met and the knowledge they have shared with me. I am confused at how the treatment can work so well for 1 person, yet doesn’t for the next. I wish everyone’s experience with cancer could be more like mine than what these wonderful ladies have been through.
It has been making me question my beliefs. I have always had a belief in a higher being, be it god or whatever. I don’t think it really matters. And a things happen for a reason attitude. But this is unexplainable. There is no reason. How can young women be taken when there are others who are ready to go? I have a grandma who is 83, has lung cancer, is refusing treatment, has lived a full live and loved it but is tired and ready to go, yet she is still here to annoy the nurses!! Not that I am wishing loss on anyone else but what god could possible see fit to rob young kids of their mum?
I don’t know? Just more stuff I needed to get out of my head and my heart before I go to work! For the rest of us life does go on, tomorrow the sun will still rise. For these families and others life will be different. I send them my love. My they always carry their loved ones close by in their hearts. May these ladies always be watching over and guiding their children from above xx