The C Word

One of the hardest days in life is finding out the news of our parent(s) getting that diagnosis.
The one that everyone fears the worst of, the forbidden C Word.
Cancer.
It does't matter what anyone says or who knows but we automatically feel like we should be the biggest super hero in the world.
We should be able to fix the problem, somehow we take on more roles and put on more masks than we knew we had.
Everything that was so secure and sound has cracked and fallen, we feel like we are hanging together by a thread.
Meanwhile that parent seeks to not be a burden on everyone.
They do not want to be the cause of concern or worry.
They deal with their emotions quietly.
They don't want to be treated any differently than before.
The power we hold is special.
We have the power to love, to lift up, and to encourage.
We get the highest honor of being part of the best support team of all.
We get to care for our parent(s) and repay the favor for all those years they have taken care of us.
We as children get to write sweet sticky notes and go to every chemo/radiation/Dr. visit...we get to be the sidekick to the most amazing superhero out there...our parent(s).
They are the true hero.
Thank You To My Hero.
I Love You.