... something new ... on a serious note ...

For quite some time now, I have learned how to accept the fact that my aunt has cancer. Early summer of last year, my aunt was diagnosed with cancer. It was a surprise not only to us, (her family) but, to her as well. The reason is because she was only going for a general check-up after being in a car accident approximately a week before. The clinic's doctor saw something peculiar in her x-rays and suggested that she should go to the hospital for a closer look and a professional diagnosis. It came out to be a case of cancer located in her lungs and chest. When my mom first told me the news, I really was not in a sad or upset mood that people may assume you would get in after hearing such news. I feel that I did not feel the pain or sadness because I was not as close to this particular aunt than my other three. My aunt and some other members of my family, including my mother, had not gotten along sometimes and I think that that relationship may have affected on how I looked at my aunt.

I didn't get to accept the fact or accept that this was actually real, until Thankgsgiving Break. After 2-3 months of being diagnosed, my aunt moved into my home in San Francisco with my family and since then my mom has been helping her get to her appointments and etc. Everyday of my break I had spent with her. I watched t.v. with her, ate with her, talked to her, laughed with her, all that and more. When it was time for me to pack up and leave back to Chico, it hit me...I didnt have to be close to her to realize that this is real. It took me seven whole days to understand that life can really be gone with a matter of seconds. Sure, we see it movies, learn it in class, or in the "real world" but when we finally experience in our own lives, it becomes real.