Los Angeles Police Cancer Support Group

… flicker passes between the eyes, as if to say, “I know, I’ve been there, and I too have come out the other side.”

… blessedly in remission or whether your battle rages on, each and every day we are all survivors.

…At the sound of the first bell, neither can knock the other out.  But with each treatment (round), the cancer recuperates less and less, giving you a better chance to finally knock it senseless. A re-diagnosis just means that the cancer got up off the mat for one more round. Remember, it was the cancer that wore out the first time-not you.

…a tired, worn body and even that is a hollow victory, for it can never claim our soul.

…when you can’t, call someone and have him or her do it for you.

… which obstacles we face in life, but from the moment we were given free will it has always been our choice in how we deal with them.

…is to lay down one’s life for another. Well, many of our loved ones’ lives have been laid down, put on hold, and set aside as we fight ours.  It is truly a gift beyond measure.

… we don’t expect you to fix us. Sometimes we just want to voice our frustrations at the viciousness of this disease.

… wrapped in pretty paper with bright and shiny bows. They come in the form of meals cooked or casseroles delivered. Or someone doing the laundry, dishes or vacuum. These are gifts of love and mean more than a store-bought sweater.

… Sometimes we do want to talk about it.