http://www.victimofcancer.com Coping with cancer... one man's story Mon, 28 Apr 2008 15:03:11 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en I was going to write a post.. but i heard this song on my Ipod today and i hae not heard it in a long time. What an amazing message and song this is. I strongly recommed listening to this song its by Baz Luhrmann and its called 'Everybody's free (to ... http://www.victimofcancer.com/2008/04/28/everybodys-free-to-wear-sunscreen/ My father always told me while I was growing up to ‘learn how to duck’  For years I never knew what that meant, I would just run my mouth and let the ensuing trouble happen.  It was not until much later that I realized the importance and power of this ... http://www.victimofcancer.com/2008/04/25/learn-how-to-duck/ Life is soo short, I know realize this.  I only really became aware to this because after my fathers passing I would be more sensitive to my environments: people, places, conversation, any thing.   and I would find my self always thinking why am I here?  This is not what I want ... http://www.victimofcancer.com/2008/04/23/select-few/ The other day this site received a comment under the post 'PAIN.'  The post read as such:   I’m sorry your father died, but tons of people die of cancer everyday. Making a blog wont bring him back. Move on….   Dear person who wrote this.  I thank you for taking the time to come ... http://www.victimofcancer.com/2008/04/21/move-on/ When this life of material goods and need for the newest, brightest, biggest and most expensive becomes standard than people are in trouble. In our society today people demand everything, we are getting way ahead of ourselves as a whole and don’t place any value on anything anymore. It is ... http://www.victimofcancer.com/2008/04/17/value-of-life/ The simple days are the hardest. The days where you just drive and your mind wonders.. it wonders down all the hallways that you may have forgotten about in your mind that become open after you see that one object, person, building or anything that reminds me of my father. ... http://www.victimofcancer.com/2008/04/16/the-little-things/ Today is weird. I sat down and traced my life back to my fathers passing. It is so bittersweet when looking back at your accomplishments. And to think where you would be if my father was still here. I often think of these things. The path that I would have ... http://www.victimofcancer.com/2008/04/15/dead-by-fifty/ Day two… so many highs and lows. I remember my cousin came over my house to make up an ‘I love you will’, just a simple will that gave my mother everything in case my father passed away. Yeah we didn’t even have a will until two days before my ... http://www.victimofcancer.com/2008/04/14/day-2/ The last weekend: The last few days of my fathers life on earth were so unbearable, they dragged by, though that’s not a bad thing, I remember thinking how’s it going to be after, when is it going to happen. Before my father passed he was in and out ... http://www.victimofcancer.com/2008/04/13/day-1-of-3/ Turned up side down, thrown into disorder, blind and lost in a big world that took slow sips of my body and would never give me a break. After my father passed away that is how I felt, as I am sure thousands of others have. From the time ... http://www.victimofcancer.com/2008/04/12/blind-faith/