For a moment the numbness felt as if impersonating a disturbing scene from a movie. The doctor’s voice sounded vague. I could feel the rhythm of my heart changing its beat…
This unsteady feeling lasted until treatment was done. This becomes the normal for those who keep on fighting the uncontrolled divisions of cells. To all who feels as if their suffering will never end, and to those that ran out of comforting words –
…may you find the strength and courage to persevere…
…may you believe that joy will come in the morning…
…may you hold on to the gift called life and be restored completely…
…may the song in your heart and the lyrics thereof be seasoned with wonder moments…
…may the rhythm remain in a constant beat…
…may it reach its peak in the prelude…