Yesterday morning, I got out of bed, ready to face the day, as it was
the day I got to see Shannon Noll perform. Excited as I was, I thought
'Nothing can destroy this moment!'. Boy, was I ever way wrong. I
received a message via my Facebook messenger...
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Yesterday morning, I got out of bed, ready to face the day, as it was
the day I got to see Shannon Noll perform. Excited as I was, I thought
'Nothing can destroy this moment!'. Boy, was I ever way wrong. I
received a message via my Facebook messenger, from my birth sister,
Caitlin, stating that my birth father Ken, was diagnosed with cancer,
and that the kemo treatments he was receiving, were not working for him
as well as they should have been, and that he now may not have much
longer. When I found my birth father, Ken, it felt to me, like I finally
found where I belonged in this insane world, that I finally knew who I
was, and why I was here. All my life, I had always felt like I never fit
in anywhere, like I didn't belong. But like I said, that all changed
when I found and met my birth father. And now, it feels like my spine is
being ripped out of me, with the news that he may not have much longer.
At first, I hated Caitlin for telling me this, I then started to feel my
anger change from Caitlin, to the cancer that was attacking Ken. I
refused to believe it, and started to cry at the fact that I was losing
him. I started thinking to myself, that I didn't care anymore, and that
I wished it wasn't happening. My partner Jason, reminded me that I was
so looking forward to seeing Shannon Noll, at a venue close to where we
live, and that I'd been waiting for this moment for a long time. But he
could see that I was soon going to be going down that long dark path I
usually favour, whenever I get news like that so bad. He then said that
he had to go out for a short while, and as I was only concerned with
drinking my sorrow and depression away, he saw that I would be alright,
for that short time that he was going to be gone. When he came back, he
had one of our best friends with him, and said that I needed people
around me. So Jason and our friend Nathan helped me to get ready to go
out to see Shannon, and they were right. It did cheer me up a little.
After, we went to our favourite karaoke spot, and had a few songs each
there. but after I'd come home, I found that news about Ken, started to
creep back into my memories, and I find myself depressed again, and
wishing it wasn't him that I will soon be losing. I'm sorry I wrote so
long, but needed to get that off my chest, but right now, I don't know
where else I can turn. True, my partner knows of my bad news, but the
truth of the matter is, that I'm just not coping with the news of Ken
losing his life to cancer.