I guess upon hearing the news about one of my year 8 teachers dyeing, it hit me. Death can happen to anyone at any time and more often than not it happens to the most kind-hearted, caring and helpful people. Those beautiful on the inside and out. People who have influenced the lives of many.
She was always happy. She made RE exciting! I never really tried in RE in year 8 but she never got mad. Thing is until having her as a teacher we had those annoying teachers who just drum catholisism into you and make the subject boring. Strict teachers that although may know a lot they didn’t know how to engage students. Re was a bore until January 2011. I remember hearing she had cancer. I was so shocked. She was so young! I guess this was the first time Cancer really impacted upon my life. Yes the odd family member here and there had suffered but I’d either A) Never met them or B) Was too young you remember them. That following may my great grandad died. I didn’t know him all to well either. So I guess it never really bothered me too much…
Then came december. My auntie was diagnosed with Cancer. This really did impact upon me. She is such an amazing, inspiring, kind-hearted person. Somewhen after that. Marchish… 2012. That same RE teacher was a supply for this french lesson. She seemed ok. Happy, full of life. This gave me hope that my Auntie would be ok. That she would recover and thankfully my auntie did. She beat cancer.
Miss Dickens… unfortunatly. She lost the fight and I guess it just came as a shock a reminder that life shouldn’t be taken for granted and that everyone dies eventually. That woman who impacted positivly on so many lifes… gone. At the young age of 25 too! I guess you could argue that because of this there isn’t a god but what you have to understand here is that god works in mysterious ways. I guess when suffering hits home you have to belive something good will come out of it! Drawing back on Miss Dickens death I worry for my aunt. Lots of my online friends recantly have had aunties die from/be diagnosed with cancer and one of my friends aunts died a couple of months back. Even when recovered from cancer you can’t be sure it won’t come back. My great auntie got it twice! I guess there’s no such thing as fate. Ultimatly there will never be a happy ever after and no one has a perfect life. People get sick, people die. The path someone takes in life and your death date… It’s not fixed. Life isn’t linear and there is no such thing as destiny. No such thing as fate. Fate… It twists and turns and bends the rules. A great friend told me that one a couple of years back and it’s true. Yes I life loved by many is lost but you can’t say that’s the end. Maybe a cure could come out of it… Or just more awareness. She had a very rare form of cancer. (Ewing’s sarcoma)
Anyway. I fear I’ve veared of topic a little. I remember when Amy Ratnett died. Another amazing person. A beautiful soul. She too lost her fight. Not with cancer but with her eating disorder. This made me realise… you never belive your going to die. Think your the special case but truth is it’s recovery or death. Pretty much like Cancer. You get better or you die. I guess they’re both one and the same really. Just one physical and one mental.
Opening my eyes. Comming out of my disorder and slowly back into the real world. I’ve realised bad things happen all the time. Suffering is all around us but not all is bad. Life is beautiful, goodness can come from anything and everything.. Beauty is all around us and life. It’s just a mix of the good and bad. What I have learnt is you should never take anything for granted because you never know when you might lose it and never have you destroyed your life because it will always work out in the end.
So yes that concludes this incredibly long blog post. Death is inevitable but that doesn’t always have to be bad and it doesn’t mean life is over. Live the best life you can and your soul will live on; in the hearts and minds of those who you touched.