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I finished reading Nicholas Spark’s latest book, The Last Song. I stayed up ‘til 2:00 am, bawling as I read through the final 70 pages or so.

The dad dies in the end of cancer. I probably would have cried even if I wasn’t going through what I am at the moment. But the fact that I am and it made me think what it would be like to have to say good bye to my loved ones, I’m sure it made me cry all the harder.

I used to shy away from any situation involving cancer. The word and condition scared me too much. I’d turn away thinking if I didn’t think about it, it would never touch me. Denial of sorts.

But I can’t live in denial any longer. It’s all around me and here with me. If I no longer live in denial, how will I act and react around it? I’m not sure, but I think God is opening my eyes, and heart, to situations I would have never gone near before.