Everything happens for a reason.
There are times that one must lose something important for them to gain something worth more.
There's this saying that one should both Give and Take. But what could I had possibly taken from another to be given something such as this?
Life can be pretty unfair as many would say. Maybe for me too. This feels like I am not just robbed of a few pennies. Rather much bigger was taken from me. My dream. A dream I've slowly coming to terms of accomplishing.
Years came by without me settling for just "fine". I painted my own canvas, carved my own path and laid out all my cards for the life I'd always wanted. Yet as I write, it is being ripped away from my calloused hands.
I, Krista Jacques Marie Tyler, with a few days away from celebrating my 18th birthday was diagnosed with Stage 4 cancer.
YOU ARE READING
Goodbye, Dear Diary.
Short StoryThe last few pages of a Cancer patient. "A daughter to a mom. A friend from across the street. An artist by heart."
