It looks like death ...

I write because for me, it is an absolute way of expressing what I feel, think and believe. I've always done it, since I was a little girl; since I decided to create content on Hive and no one even believed in me; even when many tried to silence me, I still write, it's one of my passions.

Some of my close circles say that I say, or tell things that I shouldn't; but the truth is that it doesn't matter if I do.whether they think or not, I've always wanted to give my knowledge and experiences away, because I know that somehow, it impacts on others.

Today with this story I want to show you the fragility of life, the impact that a disease that resembles death, can have on a human being and those around him; so, I will continue telling you, in this post and in others.

After cancer my life changed; I can affirm with certainty that there is a before and an after; back then, I was able to forgive, restart, ask for forgiveness, accept, let go; I understood patience and tolerance as a great virtue, man the presence of my beloved Father, God in my life, and the strength he gave me, to be who I am.

This experience that I am writing about, thank God I lived it and not some of the people I love, because I think that there, if I couldn't stand it... It has not been my mother, my brothers, or my daughters; it has been me and I have the strength to face it, that I only know, that it comes from Him.

I hadn't realized until now, how strong I have been and how much desire to live I have. I accept God's plans, they are better than ours and there is something wonderful behind all this.

Everything is easier if we focus on the kind side of things. And we take away weight from what is not so pleasant.

Easy? No. Sometimes bad things happen to us, even very bad things, and eventually we think that they are things that should not happen to us, however, they happen to us.

And it is precisely when that feeling overwhelms, when that feeling attacks, that we must understand that as long as there is life, life continues and we are called to move forward, in spite of everything. The saying goes well: as long as there is life, there is hope.

It requires an effort and important spiritual work, but as you face the disease you begin to see, day by day, more small miracles. And the truth is, I don't know if it's because of our renewed vision or because the new energy in which we vibrate allows us to see and attract the best.

Janitze 🌹