Sometimes doing everything you can is not enough.
Sometimes your best isn’t good enough.
Sometimes things don’t work out the way you want.
Sometimes it just isn’t fair.
Sometimes the end comes too fast.
Sometimes time won’t slow down.
Sometimes your plans won’t happen.
Sometimes those dreams won’t come true.
Sometimes your life feels like a nightmare.
Sometimes nightmares happen in the day.
Sometimes uncertainty is a needy child that won’t leave your side.
Sometimes there isn’t enough strength.
Sometimes it’s more than you can handle.
Sometimes the end is near.
Sometimes there isn’t anything you can do.
Sometimes staying strong isn’t an option.
Sometimes a word or gesture or deed can bring you to tears.
Sometimes strangers show the kindness that should be shown by friends.
Sometimes you can’t see which way the road will go.
Sometimes all you can do is research, then close your eyes and guess.
Sometimes strength may look like denial;
Sometimes you must trick yourself to get through the day, or hour, or minute.
Sometimes the reality is so unfathomable you must push it aside.
Sometimes the pain is too great.
Sometimes people don’t understand.
Sometimes they make what’s hard even harder.
Sometimes the kindness of friends makes things bearable though,
Somehow the strength of love can keep you going for a while.
Sometimes you get lucky.
Sometimes you don’t.
Sometimes what happens has nothing to do with you.
But somewhere, deep in the darkness, you must hold out hope.
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I’m here, holding hope close. Thank you for your words.
Thank you for putting in to words what so many are feeling. I’m sorry anyone has to have these feelings. Cancer Sucks – love to you. Barb
Perfect words (and not just for cancer).
Sometimes you meet a person who touches your life, who teaches you things you realize you never knew, who cracks your heart open to living and loving in a way you never were before. And once you meet that person you feel grateful daily for their impact on your life. Thank you, Lisa Bonchek Adams, for being that person. Despite geography, I am here for you, sending you love and support. Love you, Lisa.
Love you Lisa ((hug))
I must echo Teri’s words to you. I wish I could have said it first but she says it perfectly, Lisa. We will never meet but you pop into my head every single day. I can only wish you have days and days of feeling well, living well with your family.
Thank you, Lisa, for remaining open and honest through your trials. I hope your words sometimes enlighten, validate, and comfort you as much as they do the rest of us. Always thinking of you.
There are so many people who will find comfort and connection in these words. Not only those with cancer. Sometimes a stranger’s quiet offering will help someone far away keep going. Thank you.
Sometimes, a person who is grieving and frightened reaches out to others and teaches valuable lessons about how to live the best way possible, despite things not working out the way one hoped/planned. Thank you.
This is a beautiful post. It is a poem, in fact. Full of grace.
You and I don’t know each other in real life but the love and
humor and sweetness you exude confound me. You are an example
to all of us. But this is important: you are so not alone.
Xx
Beautiful!
Sometimes, no every time, your words are so powerful.
Exactly…..
Thank you for being open and honest. You have no idea how much you teach me. Sometimes my words seem like so little. I wish I could hug you. Are you a hugger?
Lisa – I have been wanting to say something, anything to you for quite some time. Words escape me, but one word always stays with me. When I first met you, I was so struck by your grace; and it is something that you still have today. Even after all of these years.
Thanks, Kathy… it’s hard to know what to say, I know that. But it’s very kind of you to write and say what you did.
Sometimes someone, a stranger, can touch your life with her writings. You have given me courage to take care of myself. I struggle with words to say to you, nothing seems adequate for the person you are. Thank you for your words.
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without the words and never stops at all.
Nicely done, because nicely lived. You da bomb, Lisa. xxoos from up north.
Oh, Lisa, I just don’t know anyone else who can do this writing the way you do You put into words the anguish of what is for you with such clarity and beauty. With strength you show the fear, with love you share the loneliness, and with loneliness you share the love. You teach, share, love, and matter to so many of us. I am grateful for your light. If anyone ever could be saved by the sheer force of love it would be you.
Sometimes we love people we barely know. And sometimes we struggle to show love to those we know best. xo
Tears. For you, for everyone struggling to keep going. Thank you for sharing these powerful words of truth, as painful as they must have been to write.
dear lisa,
my wish for you is that all the love, caring, support, understanding, encouragement, enlightenment and hope that you have extended to others comes back to you more than a thousand-fold. may you feel it pouring over you, sheltering you, enfolding you in a gently soft and steady light to see you through each minute, each hour, each day.
love, XOXO,
karen, TC
That hit close to home — thank you
Thank you for your words and feelings, Lisa. They help me feel less alone in this journey of cancer.
Thank you for sharing a bit of yourself with us. I’ve just recently found your blog and find your words resonate with me. I am living with metastatic cancer and raising two small children.
Love.
I read this the day you published it but didn’t comment. Your writing is so powerful, Lisa. I believe that all we have is hope and faith..