Whenever you find yourself doubting how far you can go; just remember how far you have come. Remember everything you have faced, all the battles you have won, and all the fears you have overcome.

Author: W A E L

Hi! My Name is Wael. I love reading and sharing positive stuff wherever I am 🌟

21 thoughts on “Remember”

  1. I grew up “back in the old days.” So I lived with a lot of “momisms.” One of them was “Oh, take the bull by the horns.” when I would say something was too hard. And another one was “Where there’s a will, there’s a way.” So Yes, I have lived through a lot of things like everyone else, but here I am 77 going on 78 this year, and I am STILL standing! And I don’t intend to sit down.

    When some pretty bad hombres assaulted and bullied me en masse, once I got better, I got busy and got a second degree – this one in Criminal Justice – and somewhere along the way, I decided that I would use it to become a mentor/advocate for juvenile delinquents – a good place to try to build decent citizens out of people with little to move them in a positive direction. When I couldn’t find a job doing that because of age and having been through cancer, I decided to become a volunteer court-appointed mentor/advocate for foster children (who often end up becoming juvenile delinquents if they have not already done so). I had my cancer surgery in May 2016, and graduated in October 2016. I was out of surgery in one day and danced all day the next day at a local music festival!

    The oncologists tried to tell me if I did not take chemo for five years, and radiation for five days a week for an extended period that I would have a repeat of cancer within a year, and would likely die from it. I told them if I got it again, at my age, 1) I have lived a good long and happy life, and 2) I would more likely die from the treatment than from the original ailment, and 3) that if it came back, they could take off both breasts because they have long since served their purposes, and that I was not going to become friendless, or men less interested because of such a silly thing. Then they tried to convince me that a large percentage of women get a higher level of cancer after the first one. When I asked what percentage, the oncologist said, “Well, 1 – 2%. ” Wow, really? Geez, let me think here. 1 – 2% is based on 100, right? Well, once again, No, and again, No, and to this day (it is now 3 years this month – May – and Lord knows how many mammo’s later), I am still free. My goal is to live as long and healthy as I can without extra drugs, and to do all the good I can for as many people as I can and be productive and creative every day. So now when I go to the Oncologists, while I am in the waiting room, one of the things I do is start my Oncology project. This project involves talking to all the other women and telling them all how young and beautiful they all look, and how their cancers must have been mild for them because they all look so healthy. Well, that gets us all going, and one by one, they tell their wonderful stories of survival and how the most important thing they did along the way was to develop a truly positive warrior attitude that they were going to survive. And so we all shake hands and congratulate each other and affirm how beautiful we all are as individuals (most of us past the half-way lifeline).

    You know, we can do something like this everyday, not only for our own selves, but for others too, and it doesn’t have to be cancer to motivate us, or even being at the doctors. I find situations to help others feel good mentally and spiritually every single day. It doesn’t cost me a cent, and I am sure every nice thing I manage to do adds years to my life. I am telling seniors now that 70 is the new 40! Whoo hooo!!!


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