Picture it & Write, Ermiliablog (Sensitive Subject Matter, Cancer)


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lady in tubSoaking in a nice hot tub after spending the night with my husband was the icing on the cake. Allan, my husband was a salesman for a big corporation. He traveled extensively all around the world.

When he came home, he let his mind rest. He let work go, and our time together was heaven.

We had no children. Not because we didn’t want any, but because God hasn’t placed it in our plan of life.

Hi, my name is Christy. My husband Allan and I got married five years ago today. He is a very busy man, but I am still just as important to him today as I was years earlier. We weren’t sure if we were going to be able to get married or not.

Oh don’t get me wrong. We are crazy for each other. You remember those blood tests you must have in order to get married? Well, mine came back with something abnormal. I was sort of freaking out, but Allan held my hand as we crossed through the doors into the doctor’s office.

Allan held both of my hands and my heart when I was told they had discovered a rare blood disease called Multiple Myeloma. This is a cancer that attacks the plasma in your blood.

In fact this is what my good friends father had, so I was somewhat familiar with it. My walls came crashing down around me and the only life string I had at that moment was Allan.

The plans for the wedding automatically were placed on hold. I couldn’t think of planning. All I could think of was death. I wept on Allan’s shoulder at the news. In fact, I wept for days ahead also. I didn’t want to die. I was too young to die. Most people who are affected by this type of cancer are over the age of 50. I am only 32, so how can this happen to me? How can this be?

Allan traveled back when we were planning our wedding but not as much as now. He cancelled his appointments and we spent many hours with counselors and our church pastor.

We learned from these talks that we are not always given the life we wish for. Some times there are obstacles that come in our way. These are not meant to harm us. They are meant to draw us nearer to God, to lean on him and become stronger. I call them the tests of life.

With this knowledge in hand, we decided to go forth with our wedding. We knew not the season that this cancer would still my life. We only knew that we loved each other and that God was watching over us. For what ever time we had, we would live life to the fullest.

The bells rang and the bird seed was thrown. The horse and carriage carried us to our motel as husband and wife. Today, is our fifth anniversary. I am hopelessly in love, and deliriously happy.

I try not to look towards the future. For the only one who really knows our destiny is our own loving God. But instead I look to today. How to make the best of it. To be as upbeat and positive that I can be.

I now work part-time in a small office. I do promos for cancer benefits. While Allan is gone a lot, it is alright. Because when he is here, the world belongs to  us.

19 thoughts on “Picture it & Write, Ermiliablog (Sensitive Subject Matter, Cancer)

  1. My sister and my best friend’s sister were both battling cancer and we held each other’s hand through those days. Both, thank God, are now in remission and we are praying that it stays that way. This writing was too close to my heart. My sister and her husband are madly in love with each other but they too do not have kids or rather maybe God doesn’t have that in His plans for them. xoxo

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    • I hope that I did not hurt you by writing this. I believe children are not planned in these circumstances so they are not left alone to mourn………..god is good. he always knows best, even though i don’t see it half the time until later

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      • No.. that didn’t hurt. Even when I am angry with God, I somehow don’t forget that the bad will bring something good with it. In my sister’s case, they are happy and that’s all anyone can ask for … for someone they love 🙂

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  2. That’s a good way to think about it. Keep in the present. Enjoy the moment while it lasts. We never know what will happen in the future. Great storytelling, Terry. Thanks for contributing this week!

    – Ermisenda

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