Even if you have cancer life goes on.
According to research, many cancer patient dies because of saying yes to defeat, to depression and to a lot of negativities in life. You may die not because of your cancer but because of the ill-feelings and self-destructive mind sets.
Will I be able to make it?
How long will I live?
How can I survive?
Yes, tons of questions.
Most of the time, doubts and worries creeps in – it’s part of the journey.
Acceptance is never easy when you are diagnose with a dreaded disease, but there are a lot of ways on how to cope with it.
After a year, let me share to you some helpful tips on how to say no with or without cancer:
1. No to defeat. Be grateful that you are still alive. Breath. Thank God today. Waking up every day is a sign of victory. God’s victory to be exact. You are blessed to bless others. Smile. I know it is not easy – who said life will be easy. Always remember that you are not alone in this journey. You have a family, friends, and relatives that cares for you. Learn to love again.
2. No to depression. Yes, it’s true. You’ll be sad. But, don’t dwell on it for a long time. Cheer up! Count your blessings. Having a rare type of pancreas cancer, I thought I will live only for a few months – but now it’s more than a year. God has a purpose in me. He has reasons beyond my wildest imagination so why will I be depressed. No to bitterness. Happy thoughts.
3. No to negativity. Be an optimist. There’s always the sunshine after the rain. Look for the best in everything. Don’t judge others. Affirm the people around you of their best qualities. If you see something not so good about them, talk to them directly. Push them up. Be the source of hope. Look for inspiration around you. Appreciate. Laugh more.
I know it is easier said than done, but having the right attitude is like winning half of the battle.
Dadaanan lang natin ‘toh, di dapat tambayan!
Indeed, life is too short. But, sharing it with others will make it long.
I want to share this poem from Maya Angelou:
Still I Rise
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history’s shame
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.