This week I've been travelling pretty well - thinking really philosophical about things and its actually been helping a bit.
I know for some it might be a bit much, but for me - wondering, pondering and exploring the concepts of life and death kind of help.
I know my dad has Cancer and that perhaps his time is limited - but at the same time, if I take the "cancer" away from these thoughts of life and death... and think that in general, everyone's life is limited... as a journey that we all must take... it tends to help a little.
Each and everyone of us here, effected by cancer... and each and everyone who is not... we all still will make the same journey one day.
It sucks that for some, it has to be sooner than later... but again, we're all here for some sort of purpose and we're all here propelling the world on!
I'm drifting off a bit here... Sorry :)... I came here to say that seeing Dad today was a bit tough. Only because he just looks the same "Old Dad" that I've always known before the Cancer diagnosis... and to some degree, it saddened me that he's only going to get worse.
I know that sounds ridiculous - my mind tells me to enjoy every moment and enjoy the moment he's at his best, but at the same time... this "anticipatory" grief tries to pull me down and focus on the bad of what's to come.
The mind really does play tricks.
I so desperatly want to take it day by day and this week has suprisingly been really positive for me in many ways coming to terms with all of this. But today, well... today was a bit tough and I'm feeling a bit gloomy.
Thanks for reading. My best to everyone out there tonight!
John