It Happens to Everyone

The Pain of Joy
 The week went by too quickly and the days went by too slowly.

 My breaths become heavy as a news weighs me down. 

He's given up the fight,

 the fight he fights to stay alive, 

now he leaves himself to sit and die.

 The aura of loss will soon fill this house

 and the hearts within will ache,

 but we will continue our lives with wisdom and grace
 for joy will soon take back its place. 

            
 My uncle was diagnosed with esophageal cancer and its hitting my mother like a ton of bricks. Tomorrow My family and I are going up to have our christmas get together at his house. Even though the times are sorrowful i think the atmosphere will be a joyous and a pleasant one, for laughter and reminiscing.

              I wish he could have seen me travel the world and become a writer, but things happen, and never as you planned them. i love my uncle very much, and my mom loved him more then anyone in her family. He was like a father to her, since her really father passed away when she was 10. I hope to see her smile again soon, I can't bare to see her cry so much.

             Tomorrow I'm going to have a long talk with him about Gersons therapy. the thing with the specific foods and the no additives or weird chemicals. I did some pretty solid research on it and have concluded, with my limited teenage brain, that it is worth a shot.

So the days go on and I stumble and get right back up. Thank you for reading, whoever you are, wherever you are, you've made my life a little more interesting, I hope I've done the same for you. :)