I went to a funeral today. It was for a woman, just seven years older than me, who lost her battle with cancer. I didn't actually know her, but I am friends with her mother-in-law, thus the reason that several of us went to the funeral.
Let me say up front that I have numerous friends and family members who have battled cancer -- most have won, while a small handful have lost the fight.
As the euology was presented, I learned that this woman began battling cancer six years ago...when she was just slightly older than I am today. From the very beginning, she was not given a good prognosis - two years - but she valiantly fought for six years; it was not an easy fight, but she fought until the very end.
Looking at where I am in my life, I cannot imagine facing such a horrible disease at my age...at any age. I can't imagine being told that I had just a matter of months to live. I just cannnot imagine...
I used to think that cancer was a disease that struck only "older" people. Today, I realized that I'm one of those "older" people. It happens to people of all ages each and every day.
Veniece, even though I never had the opportunity to meet you, I hope that your soul is at peace tonight. I'm glad that you're no longer in pain. I just hate that cancer has to happen to anyone, especially one as young and loved as you.
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