I Hate Cancer

Please, God...
Ease her pain.

exhausted options have left us only
under the strong, encroaching grip of darkness.

We reach blindly and grasp tight
Hold on
Cling together

but we cannot coax the moments to remain.

Everything.
Slipping.
Away.

Hours, minutes, even seconds
(formerly insignificant measures)
are tenderly pressed to our soul...

and we are left
trying to fill a hole in our hearts
where hope once lived.


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Some of you may recall my friend Jen and her ongoing battle with brain cancer. Tragically, her mental and physical health is quickly declining, and she is very likely approaching the end of her mortal journey.

In her husband Ryan's words:
"...after some very hard decisions, we as a family have concluded that it is best to no longer continue the chemo treatments. We have reached the difficult position that has forced us to realize that our options have been exhausted. The Doctor felt that continuing a different type of therapy could possibly slow the progress of the tumor, but suggested that it would be highly unlikely to reverse the lack of quality in Jen's lifestyle. He said that in his experience we would likely be only punishing Jen, and felt that we were to the point where we would at least be justified in feeling that everything that could have been done for her has been tried."

We know that this is not the end for Jen & Ryan.
We know that life goes on.
We know that Noah will be with his mommy again.
We know that the family is eternal.

But still...
The heart breaks.

To send words of comfort to Ryan & Jen, visit their blog.