Jan 09, 2006 - 9:41 pm
I know sometimes when you have cancer especially this cancer that it all seems so pointless telling a bunch of strangers how you feel and what you are going through. I wish to God my dad had told me how he felt when he had heart problems, my uncle when he had Prostate cancer, and all the rest of the men in my family with their serious ailments. I could have been there for them and shared their pain and it would have drawn us closer together and given me a better understanding as a young man. It would have prepared me for my own trials.
Maybe some or all of you guys feel that there is nothing a stranger can do to make you feel better. Wrong. I am from Oklahoma. We have been bombed, had terrible tornadoes rip through some of our cities and now the state is on fire all the time. The kindnesses of strangers means alot to us. It creates a knot in your throat and makes you want to reach out to help some other person in peril. The kindnesses of strangers is what separates us from the animals. It has helped us to rebuild our lives and to have hope and a positive attitude in spite of everything.