Posted on by Lana Eberhard

Takeaway

November 24. I went to the cancer support group on Monday. I wasn’t in the mood to be there. I’d just been told the day before that a dear friend had passed away. I was heartbroken and grieving, and it had nothing to do with my cancer and everything to do with hers. She was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer a little over a year ago. 

But I’m glad I went because there was a takeaway…thankfulness. Everyone who was there had a chance to say what they were thankful for during this Thanksgiving holiday season.

Her passing away made my cancer seem smaller and less significant. For a few hours she occupied my every thought. Every tear held treasured memories of our shared times. I still have moments of grief, but I will always be thankful. 

When I count my blessings, I count you twice. —Irish proverb

7 Replies to “Takeaway”

  1. I’m glad you went to your support group. Shirley would have wanted you to go…:)
    Shirley was an incredible person. How lucky were we to have known her and called her friend! Love you Lana! xoxo

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  2. Sweet Lana, your reflections of Shirley are beautifully expressed. I feel for the loss of your friend. I imagine she knew how special she was to you.

    Thank you for sharing at this particular time.

    I know you have an appointment coming up soon. I am very thankful to have you as a friend, so full of love and compassion.

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  3. Lana, that’s a lovely turnaround, thank you for sharing! It’s tough to get to remembering the great things about a person (or pet) who’s passed, when you’re awash in grief for what you’ve lost.
    Love you,
    Carole

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  4. I’m so sorry, Lana for you losing such a good friend. David is right, you do have a knack for expressing yourself, actually when describing Shirley, It would be the words I would use to describe you. Love you dearly

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  5. I think you may have missed your calling Lana. You are a really good writer. Being able to capture one’s feeling in prose is a gift, and you have it. It’s never too late. Get started on that novel.

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