Posts tagged cancer
Posts tagged cancer
If I could define the past week in one word, it would be “condolences”.
I truly appreciate everyone’s sincerest apologies for what has happened. However, I believe there’s really nothing to be “sorry” about.
My father has passed away and he is free from all pain, suffering, and negativity.
He was 53 years old and cancer unfortunately had the upper hand.
During today’s mass held for my dad, the priest said this quote:
What you are I once was, what I am you will surely become.
I sat there for a very long time and thought about this phrase. hmm on second thought, I don’t think I’ll share my thoughts. I talk too much. I’ll just leave it up to you to make it your own..
Anyways, I’ll be leaving Bohol in a few days. I’m ready to breathe again.
This island will always be one of my homes. I know I will be leaving a piece of myself here with our memories.
UCCM (SCW) Ret. J.D.R
He was a master chief. He achieved something only 1% of all enlisted personnel rise to. He was the best of the best and he served our country for 30 years.
thanks, dad. You weren’t perfect but I am who I am because of you. You will forever live on through my past/present/future accomplishments, goals, and achievements.
Lately I’ve been thinking about how differently everyone responds to all types of situations. It’s completely understandable though. Some of us live a privileged life with no worries at all, whereas there are others who are going through god awful shit every second of their lives.
I think something that really sets people apart is how they DEAL with a situation which pushes them out of their comfort zone. Some people have been known to persevere under pressure, while others crumble alongside their problems.
Obviously Life’s not a party (well, at least mine isn’t). Real shit happens and either you accept it, pretend it is nonexistent, or sit and pout because your life is not perfect for once.
I know accepting it can be hard. I’m not saying that you must be strong all the time and ignore all of your emotions. You have a right to feel sad and upset. I’m only saying that the “shitty feeling” shouldn’t consume who you are.
Cry your eyes out, kick and scream, and then get up and deal with it. It has happened. It is done. Life goes on.
Dealing with my shit over here has been anything but positive, but I refuse to sink. A doctor even suggested anti-depressants because he knew I was going “through tough times”. Of course I refused. It’s not in my character to even consider going that route.
This experience is building a solid support inside of me. I will come out of this stronger than anyone could have ever imagined.
I will embrace everything…