In fifty five words.
October 23rd, 2012 | SarahLove
I’ve been reflecting on my friends journey. Maybe it’s the smell of the crisp in the air or the Christmas decor lining the aisles of the store reminding me of the two year mark that’s approaching. Nearly two years ago, The Moore Family began their journey of Oligodenroglioma. Brain cancer. What started as a nagging headache was the warning signs of the tumor growing inside Waylon’s head. It’s hard to forget the morning that Cece called me to tell me that they were on the way to the hospital because of ‘the worst headache Waylon’s ever had’.
In two years, life for them has changed so much. And it’s not done.
As part of group therapy for families facing cancer, Cece was challenged to write a poem in only fifty five words about her journey. She read it to me this morning and it’s one of the most heartfelt things she has ever shared with me. In my head, I see her. For two years, I have seen her tired, heartbroken, embracing strangers, savoring rest, kissing, loving, holding Waylon’s hand at times he didn’t even know she was in the room, comforting her children and having to just let go of everything that is totally out of her control yet at the same time gripping onto time.
author, Cece Moore
Seven am is here so fast
we didn’t sleep a wink
beautiful prayers by a stranger
make my heart so happy
pre-op room with my love
my heart, my hands, my legs shaking
keeping my smile
not wanting to let go
time to go
kiss him one last time
pray for him and doctor
With each click of documenting their family, I can’t help but feel thankful. Thankful that it’s been two years of time. Precious, precious time.
I might pretend to write, but I am not a writer. I capture life and love better than anything I think I know how to do. So, in fifty five snapshots of life, I give you The Moore Family as I see them: