Chapter One: Before the Darkness
The years before I was diagnosed with brain cancer were blissful. I had my own dog named Tiffany, who was a great big golden Labrador retriever with the cutest flopply ears. I have her still, but I never see her, as I am locked up in this hospital with nurses not letting a person come within an inch of my face without a face mask, latex gloves, and fully suited up in a "protective costume". I hate this routine, but I have to go through it every time my family visits.
My brothers and I used to make up all these great games. Since we lived in the country, we could tear through the woods for hours on end. But those days are forever past. I don't think I'll ever earn them back again, even if I do survive this disease. My older sisters would always put me in their high school prom dresses and let me pretend I was waltzing with their boyfriends. Their boyfriends always laughed at this and commented this was good practice for my own prom. They were almost like family too, like second brothers, and always defended my sisters and me.
But when I was diagnosed with brain cancer, all those happy times were swallowed into a pit of nothingness, vanishing forever, forever gone. I could not wrap my head around it. I was awestruck when it happened. I screamed at the Lord and Jesus and asked them why I was going through this. I prayed desperately, I read the Bible for guidance. But I had one great flaw in my religion: I was not saved.
But, little did I know it, the Lord and Jesus were working in my heart, and this experience was that work.
(To be continued....)
