c word

I was standing in the kitchen

when my dad gave me the news

it was slow motion

his words went

into my ears

to my brain

my brain chewed on the information

spat out things i’d seen in movies, read in books

except in those i was always the viewer

it seemed like i were in the wrong house

i’m not the kid whose mom gets breast cancer

right?

//

she didn’t cry

until she told me she’d lose her hair

//

the evil “c” word

has taken over so many lives

so many houses

so many hearts

i scarcely know what to think

cancer is so common

I should’ve expected it right

//

but what do we do

when we see our life hero

bald

in a hospital bed

withered away

WHAT DO WE DO THEN

//

on august 20, 2019, my mom was diagnosed with stage two breast cancer and it’s low-key rocked our world. thankfully, we believe in the Living God, the Alpha and Omega, who is in control of and made every cell in our body (Psalm 139). it’s not going to be an easy journey, but i’m excited to see how God will mold each one of my family members into beautiful vessels for His glory. this poem is dedicated to every kid who has found out their mom has cancer, no matter how “old” that kid may be. no kid wants to hear that their parents has cancer. but God is good: always, only good.

{psalm 84}

Published by Amanda Brown

22-year-old INFP who names inanimate objects, loves to laugh, and is a proud old soul. You can often find her planning out her next crazy project, hugging books, or telling stories about her day that *may* be a little exaggerated.

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