Today (well, yesterday actually), April 7, is a day of rememberanc
I see things at the cancer clinic that get to me. I see people there, getting treatment alone with no one there to support them. I see a few people with no hope in their eyes. I see people who don't know where to turn, people who don't understand what they are facing, people who are scared and confused. What really gets to me is the kids. The little ones who never did anything to deserve the burden of cancer. I would have cancer ten times over again if it meant that one child wouldn't have to go through this. I mean that. I really, really do.
It is those things that always make me think of Priscilla. She always had a smile on her face, no matter how bad things were for her. She helped a lot of people during the short time she was here. Even today, I draw strength from her. She inspires me often. I keep a picture of her on my desk (always have). She has on a HUGE smile, the same smile she gave everyone.
I believe that, when faced with adversity, people can do one of two things. They can either clam up and feel bad for themselves,