It’s a Marathon not a Sprint

Posted byRiffPosted inUncategorizedTags:, , , , , ,

Life – Terror. Ecstasy. Fight. Denial. Flight. Failure. PAIN. Forgiveness. Reconciliation. Hope. Love. Peace – Death.

Fighting [living with] cancer is absolutely physically exhausting, and mentally devastating not just for the person but for those close to them. Knowing it will never, fully, be beaten, but rather, how long will you be able to outrun it?

At first you run the devastating race with all the gusto of an Olympic Champion, 100 metre, sprinter but gradually transcending to 400m, 1500m and inevitably, a dogged marathon runner before, finally, surrendering.

We keep on going, running, many, many races, the never ending marathon, striving for the ultimate, gold medal [a cure]. We keep on fighting in hope that, cancer is the one that, this time, surrenders.

Keep on running people

Thanks for Reading

#peace and love

Published by Riff

Husband to Gail, my inspirational, long suffering, wife. Father to two, amazing, now adult children, Aubrey & Perri (both parents themselves). Retired teacher of 25 years, former guitarist (of 30 years). Soon after I started my blog I became grandar to my beautiful, first, grandson Henderson. Grandparenting, something I was relishing but, after an incurable cancer diagnosis had began to believe I would experience. I now have four incredible grandsons, Henderson, Fennec, Nate & Austin. I Love people. I love my family, my dear friends, I have love(d) 'what I do' my careers, I love Music, Glastonbury Festival is my happiest place, Cars and EFC are my passion, .... I love many things but, most of all, I fucking love life.

Leave a comment