I have had a considerable number of people ask me what made me want to write my book, “You Have Got to be Kidding Me? I have been thinking about this for a period of time; it was Connie who inspired me to take on this endeavor. At the time we could not find anything written from a caregiver’s point of view. After much persuading and conveying to me that she would help me along the way, I dove in and wrote my first chapter entitled, Alone. It seemed to be the best place to start writing because that experience was the most difficult time I ever went through at that point in my life. I was faced with the possibility of losing her during that surgery, and thoughts of being alone for the rest of my life. I began the next chapter entitled, Pastor, Approved but had to stop writing for a while due to more medical issues with Connie’s chemo and many doctors’ appointments along with moving to another state.
After the fifth time of cancer, I knew things changed and so did the way I had to tell my story. It had to go a lot deeper and have more emotions written in it. I wanted everyone who read it to know what it was really like to go through cancer not once but 4 times from my experiences as a caregiver.
When I was going through this there wasn’t a huge amount of support for us except for some friends and family. We were basically on our own. I wanted my book; “You Have Got to be Kidding Me?” to help whoever read it no matter what their situation was or what they are going through. I wanted to inspire them to know they could make it through their situation. There is hope and light at the end of the tunnel and maybe you can find some faith along the way.
We all go through so much in life, and we get battle scars from the fight. From these scars, we have the ability to share with others. I believe God puts people and opportunities in our path such as someone going through the same thing or very similar to what we have. I know for myself; I have been able to share with plenty of people who have either been caregivers or someone who has just gone through cancer. I received a text from a friend who said after reading my book they can now understand why their loved one felt the way they did and how the what they went through made them closer. That is just one instance and for me, it was worth the scars.
If you look around you and pay attention, you will find someone who needs to see your battle scars; to know you survived, and you can help them possibly heal their wounds.