I’m beginning to find beauty in ways I never recognized before.
When the word got out that I had cancer, a friend gave my phone number to one of her friends who had also been diagnosed with my type of cancer . I really did not want to speak to anyone in the beginning of my journey, but she would never know this, because she just picked up the phone and called me.
“Hi, my name is Cindy and I had Multiple Myeloma too and you will get through this, promise there is light at the end of the tunnel.”
We have stayed in touch over these past few years and finally met each other a few months ago and it felt like we had been friends our whole life. The bond of cancer is so deep and personal, you have more in common than friends you really have known for your whole life.
Cindy has recently fallen out of remission and although going through treatments that leave her sick and I’m certain in despair over cancer returning, she is still the one who is mentoring me.
She wears her pain in the most beautiful of ways. Strength, hope, love, encouragement, inspiration, they pour out of her. She speaks about her husband and children and making them happy and she always wants to know how I feel before discussing herself.
I can now see the beauty in the way someone wears their pain and Cindy is one of the most beautiful people I know.
She really is the best beauty lesson I’ve ever learned.