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Cancer has been a part of my live since I was 15 years old. I came home from school and found my mother on her knees crying and her arms reaching to the sky asking, "God, why my daughter? Take me instead!" she screamed. I went into the bedroom, got on the floor with her and put my arms around her and said, "Better me than anyone else in my family. If I can make it through this, then God has a plan for me." We sat on the floor and cried and my mother never asked God why again. We just survived.
At age 27, I was newly engaged, bought a house and was planning for my future when the other foot dropped. My cancer was back. My doctor told me I needed to see an oncologist. I told him I would after I was married - after all, I was starting all over. My doctor called me at home that night and said waiting would not be wise. I took my mother to the appointment for support but I just knew it had to be a false alarm. My life was going great. When the oncologist walked in, I knew I was wrong. My cancer was back. Would Jay still want to marry me? What would my future hold? Sickness? Hospital stays? I decided right there that I would break off our engagement. I called him from my parent’s house that night and told him I was sick and that he deserved better. He told me to come home right now, that he loved me and if it was one month or 100 months, we would be together in sickness and in health. God truly brought a wonderful man in my life for a reason; to strengthen my faith and to be my rock for support.
