Cancer

How do you comfort the unknown? Is it some form of diabolic presence or fate? What are we destined for and to suffer through? Isn't agony enough? Isn't fate rainbows, butterflies and happy thoughts? Think again, darling. The world is strenuous, problematic and troublesome a series of a thousand empty promises a cure for something devastating. I can't fathom. I can't comprehend or see this crucial lesson how and why, why and how do emotions lead to suffering, an arbitrary solution- How does one believe in destiny when it destructs and leaves you wondering why

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Phil Capitano

Date: 4/13/2019 4:16:00 AM

Cancer, the scourge of modern man; you have asked some hard questions for which there are only hard answers. My sister is going through it now, her children and grandchildren are suffering, too. Makes one think. Have a great day.

Sarah Casey
Date: 10/28/2019 1:24:00 PM

Thank you Phil. I appreciate your words. I hope your sister fights it. Unfortunately, I just lost my mother, it was a long battle. Hope you have a good day, hug those you love!