By
Bob Cox
Thanksgiving
is a time of the year where many of us celebrate the things we are
grateful for with the people we love. The tradition of gathering with
the entire family around a feast that includes a golden brown turkey
with all the trimmings is something I participated in during the
first four decades of my life. Then one day, my wife Diana suggested
that we break tradition by paying a visit to “The Happiest Place on
Earth”…Disneyland!
At
first, I thought she was joking, but when I realized she was serious,
I felt inspired to throw caution to the wind and experience a new
adventure. As it turned out, we had a blast from morning to night,
running from ride to ride until we closed down the park while sipping
on hot chocolate with blurry eyes and cold hands.
Disneyland
on Thanksgiving Day became our new family tradition for the next
several years and we thoroughly enjoyed all the good times. After a
few years of staying local, we planned to go back to The Magic
Kingdom this Thanksgiving until we got the results of Diana’s
biopsy on October 5th.
When the results came back positive, we were both shocked. Neither
one of us thought she would be diagnosed with breast cancer. The
irony that October has become breast cancer awareness month was not
lost on us.
When
I had everything regarding the magazine taken care of except my
article; on the evening before our deadline, I asked Diana if she had
any ideas about what I should write about, she said, “No, just let
go and sleep on it. The answer will come to you in the night like it
always does”.
When
I awoke the next morning, I told her that the one and only thought
that came to me was to write about our diagnosis. I knew she wouldn’t
want me to share this with the world as she is an extremely private
person. At first, she was opposed to the idea for that reason and
also believed it was too heavy and negative, especially when the
holidays are meant to be a joyous celebration with family and
friends. When I told her that I thought there was a way to bring the
two experiences together, she gave me her blessings.
From
the first time I met this amazing, inspiring, compassionate and
loving woman 20 years ago during a LeTip business meeting, every day
feels like Thanksgiving. I’m not saying that we haven’t argued
passionately on more than a few occasions over matters large and
small, because we have. What am I saying is in spite of, or more
likely because of these disagreements, we have learned more about
each other and have grown closer with the passing of each second. She
is my best friend, my soul mate and the love of my life and I will be
forever grateful for every moment we’re together.
Are
we scared or worried that she may not survive? No. We understand the
danger were in but neither one of us is afraid of death. We’re not
trying to be positive or courageous; we just happen to have an
absence of fear.
How
on earth could we possibly not be afraid? Because Diana and I are
wholeheartedly convinced that death is not the final chapter in our
soul’s existence. Growing up, my dad, who suffered from a variety
of health related issues, including heart disease, was everything to
me and the one person I loved more than life itself. For 23 agonizing
years, I was a slave to the morbid fear of what life would be like
without him. When he finally passed away from cancer, I felt the
presence of his warm and loving spirit just as strongly as I felt so
much love for him and from him. Can I prove that his spirit lived on
long after his last breath? No, not any more than I can prove how
much we loved each other. What we feel is what’s really real.
Does
this mean that Diana and I are lying down and giving up to the
ravenous monster that’s invaded our home? Absolutely not! We’re
confident that the key to beating any “disease” is to starve it
out by depriving it of the things it feeds off of (toxins and stress)
and then overwhelm it with “ease”. That means we plan to do even
more of the things that bring us joy, peace and happiness by
embracing life’s simplest pleasures and do them “Conehead Style”:
In Mass Quantities! We will also endeavor to eat healthier and build
our immune systems to starve the beast out while
avoiding any
negative emotions like deprivation.
I
believe the secret to living every day like its Thanksgiving is to
spend as much time as possible with the people we truly love and
respect, appreciate all the blessings and good times we’ve had and
avoid mourning the things we’ve lost. Fear has no part in any feast
or joyous occasion and your life; my friend, deserves to be
celebrated!
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