Day 61...a soap box..

Hi all, been a little over a week since my last update, so time to bring you up to speed. Hannah is doing well. Two weeks of arsenic done, 3 more to go, then 2 weeks off, followed by another 5 week cycle. Hannah is venturing out more, even went to a talent show over the weekend to watch friends preform.

She has grown bored with Netflix and DVD's so she has decided to start some craft projects for the church boutique.

Over the last several months, I have watched Hannah go from a lifetime high point (high school graduation, a staring roll in a show that she loves, getting ready to go to college) to seemingly having the rug pulled out from under her with a diagnosis of leukemia. While physically she my not have faced death because of the type of cancer she has, she has faced death mentally. I feel secure in saying that the vast majority have never faced death, so we really have no idea of knowing where she has been. I know where she is going though. On with her life. She has told death to get out of her way.

She chooses to get up daily go to clinic and have poison pumped into her, knowing full well that she has to go back into the hospital in two more months to hit rock bottom again. I do not know if I could do that. Fortunately at this time of my life, I do not have to make those choices.

I am also continually amazed at how she does not seem to care about going out in public with a bald head, and a mask. People do stare, but it does not seem to bother her.

How does she do it? I have an idea, her faith, the strength and support from Sharon, Jessie and Sarah, our entire family, and you her friends and support group.

That being said, it is my turn....

Those of you that know me, know that I very rarely get on my soap box. Why you ask? I have very few opinions about anything, and do not like to speak my mind (serious sarcasm)

While I do not think that this blog is the proper medium to climb up on on a soapbox, I will indulge myself.

We live in a society where it has become very easy to whine, complain or quit. We see it everyday. Someone is blaming someone else for their condition. People whine about not having material things. A few that I see everyday, "my son did not get a scholarship because the coach did not like him", or "coach did not give me a chance so I quit."

As a society we no longer seem to take responsibilty for our own actions, it is someone else's fault. It is sad, but also dangerous for us as a society.

There are a few things that I have always believed;
Our perception becomes our reality
We can not choose what happens to us, we can only choose how we react to it.

I know that I am in many ways preaching to the choir here, but maybe, just maybe we should all take a lesson from an 18 year old young lady, and stop complaining and just get on with life.

At the risk of being knocked off this soap box, I will now step down, thank you for allowing me this rant.

Eucaristia