I will use the pronoun “she” in this poem, even though yes, some men do get breast cancer, and I don’t forget that many men suffer many different kinds of cancer too…The Cancer Survivor Warrior
There she is in the grocery store
looking tired and weak.
She is certainly these things
but her badge of honor is not worn on the outside.
She is much stronger in her character now
Much stronger than she’d ever guess herself to be.
She has been through so much
and probably still forces herself to keep going to her paid job.
There is another cancer survivor in the post office.
Unless she is bald,
you would never know she has cancer.
She goes about her normal every-day duties
even though she has a membership in “the club”.
The cancer survivors club was not something
she ever chose to join,
it just found her as she won an unseen lottery
that wasn’t necessarily genetically based
The lottery “prize” for this club is
a sharp wake-up call,
an experience that will teach you things
that you never dreamed you would learn.
The experience changes the warrior’s life
forever, but not in a bad way.
Cancer survivor warriors report that they
receive a new clarity, a new appreciation for life
and their people.
Sometimes membership in the cancer survivors club
leads to a shortened life
and sometimes to a life that has been changed for the better.
Whether their lives are cut short or returned to them,
let us remember the warriors in prayer as they fight for their lives.
They need our support more than
advice we are not qualified to give
and our opinions that mean nothing.
Hats off to my dear fellow members
of the cancer survivors club.
You are awesome and incredibly strong,
brave and courageous.
You may not feel that you are these things,
but some day you will realize it is these qualities
that helped you through.
I pray that the Lord would bless you
with good health, guidance and peace.
I am so proud of you,
I love you, and to you I will
always remain loyal and supportive.
— Debbie Loesel Stanton