Cancer Sucks!

http://gofundme.com/pqcmj0

[theloulette]

A mother is a field. Cancer is a scythe.

I have a well inside me.

No, a pitcher.

There is a pitcher inside me, 

deep,

wide,

brimming,

easily tipped

by the words ‘mother’

and ‘cancer’.

The first time it overflowed the mother was mine

and the cancer was hers.

She looked at me but her eyes didn’t settle

and it was terror that came out of me,

wet and fiery,

singeing me into silence.

My mother carried burdens,

high over our heads,

that put Atlas to shame.

It had not occurred

that there existed a sort

that might bow her

- crush me -

it was easy to forget

I lived in the shade of her sacrifice;

blossomed in soft sunlight,

bloomed because she did not know

that her strength was for her also.

There is a welling that has not stopped

since

the day she did not wake

to read my “get well soon. i love you.”

I meant:

“I’m sorry. I need you. You mustn’t leave me.

Let me help you. I know now, how hard woman is.

Help me. I need you. I’m waiting for you to come out of this.

I can’t be brave. I love you. Don’t leave me. Mummy.

Mummy.

Mummy.

Can you hear me?”

Some days I am drowning.

Some days I am not.

But always there is this pitcher,

easily tipped over

because what is worse

than the words ‘mother’

and ‘cancer’

together?

garbagemanvevo‘s gofundme post inspired this (it has reached its goal; there is hope for the world): http://www.gofundme.com/pqcmj0

[garbagemanvevo]

This is really beautiful.

[garbagemanvevo]

Hey Tumblr,

I normally would never post something like this, but my mother means the world to me and it kills me to see her like this. My mother has been battling stage 4 colon cancer for the last year, and my family does not know how long she has left. She is one the strongest, most caring and most beautiful individuals I have ever met. It has always been her dream to visit her family, back home in Ethiopia. She left Ethiopia to come to Canada for a better life, 25 years ago. She has never had it easy in life, and has tried her hardest to provide for my brother and I. Unfortunately, my family is in a poor financial position, and we cannot afford to fulfil her dream. We would love to send her back home to Ethiopia, but we simply do not have the funds. It would mean the world to us if you could donate to our campaign (link below), and help send my mother to Ethiopia. Anything helps, and we would honestly be so grateful. Anyway, thanks for reading this really long post. Have a great day!

http://www.gofundme.com/pqcmj0

[gennyescsecsemo]