Today is Daffodil Day. Lots of daffodils and associated merchandise are sold to raise money for the Cancer Council of Australia.
I bought two teddy bears, some pens and a bunch of daffodils. I was glad to support such a worthy cause but as I sit here tonight watching TV and looking at my teddy bears, I feel a little sad.
They say that just about everyone on the planet will know someone who has been affected by cancer.
My Dad has just been diagnosed.
There is good news.
My dear blogging friend Tball is almost one year in remission from breast cancer.
Jules’ Mum Sandra has now been in remission from endometrial cancer for ten years.
My sister-in-law has been in remission from cervical cancer for five years.
A former work colleague of mine recovered completely from a melanoma.
There is sorrowful news.
Another blogging friend Texasblu lost her dear father to cancer not long ago.
My friend, Ellen, lost her mother to breast cancer two years ago.
A little girl my son went to pre-school with died three years ago of leukemia.
My Aunt Nelly died of ovarian cancer at the age of 42.
My friend Andie died of breast cancer at the age of 40.
I don’t mean to be depressing but it is important to acknowledge how insidious and far-reaching this terrible disease is.
Don’t forget to tell the people you love how much you do love them.
Because you will miss them when they’re gone.
And think of them when the afternoon sunlight slants in yellow arcs on the road.
And hope that one day, very soon, there will be a cure.