Cancer, it's one of things that people talk about, but no one wants to have it.  The sad thing is, almost a third of us will be diagnosed with it in one form or another.If you look at your friends list, you will discover that most, if not all will have a family member that has, or is, suffering from this. You yourself might be reading this and say to yourself, I'm going through this right now.

My best friend in school was taken at 16.  How sobering is that?  One minute you're running full tilt down the rugby pitch, not 30 minutes later, you're told you got 3 weeks to live, say goodbye to your mom and that's it.  I was too young to comprehend the full meaning of what all this meant.  So you do what the Eastenders do and keep calm.

So, just walk down the aisle with me for a minute. There you are, standing in line at Sobeys when the checkout girl runs out of receipt paper. You're staring at her like she just ran over your dog.  You're late, the boss is angry, you have deadlines to meet, your husband has no idea how to turn the stove on, you have laundry piled up to God's lawn and the gas bill still hasn't been paid. You’re upset now, because the receipt machine has jammed and you’re now wishing you went over the talking till that says "Unexpected item in baggage area". Sound familiar?  Why do they say that to you?  It's not unexpected, it's a tin of beans! You know what it is, an unexpected item is something you find in your suit pocket.  So, you're really late now, what do you do?  Decide on the way home to Bluetooth your best friend about the terrible day you had and how awful it must be to walk a mile in your shoes.  Yet you do your best to get on with life, knowing your drinking buddies can tap you on the shoulder and support you in your god awful day in line 4.

So, imagine you're 16!  For most of us, we can with fond memories. You just left the ICU, you have so many tubes coming out of you, it looks like you subcontract yourself out to an ant farm.  The nurses smile and gently rub your forehead and you smile back with such warmth it makes your heart melt.  You don't complain, you beam in the sunlight like a cat on a window ledge.  You have leukaemia.  Wait a minute.  You haven't lived your life yet.  You haven't had the pleasure of senior prom or that first real taste of legal highballs. Even holding hands on a moonlit beach in some far away resort. Maybe even a real kiss with the cute boy in chemistry class. Yet you radiate a warmth that makes the world blush.  How can you be so positive? You should be standing at the foot of the cross shouting out "Hey, Where's my life????"

So how do you get to be so strong and the rest of us complain? Why? Because you're amazing! Yet we don't see that.

The Vida Ball Gala was an all out charity event to celebrate a young cancer patient whom we know as Katie.  Diagnosed in October last 2015 with leukaemia, Katie is now fighting for her life.  Taking on chemotherapy at 16, this young wonderful young lady has already seen enough of transfusions and blood clots.  I’m standing at the back, quietly watching the show.  I really have no idea and take for granted the little things that Katie may not see.  Bless this child for we are truly so thankful for our lives, and yet we don't see the pain Katie goes through.  This is only one of so many.  Parents having to see and survive through this, I can only look at what they go through.  I could never imagine or know.  Surely if there is a God, he must have a place in his heart for these young souls.

So the next time you had to wait 40 minutes in line to see the doctor, be thankful that you have a prescription to ease your sore shoulder. For next week you will need it to carry your shopping home.

To the little ones who suffer with this dreadful illness.  You're amazing. You really are.  To the parents, again, I have no words to fill this paragraph with, to ease the heavy burden you face.

Bless you all!

Heath Cox, editor.