2011 has seen two of my friends die of cancer. They both passed on January 3rd. The first was Faramaz Solemanie, my husband's best friend's father. I am glad I saw him before he died and I am upset but I know that his time had come. The second, I never met. But her death has penetrated my soul.
Her name is Chizuru MacMurray and she had Metaplastic Breast Cancer like me. We met via this blog and the Facebook page I created. She is the first girl to pass on the site and from me starting the FB page; we now have 80 members and 68 have metaplastic breast cancer.
Having some one die makes you realise how precious life is. It makes me realise how valuable my life is and how I want to keep on living. I can't stop crying and thinking about Chizuru and I wish I had met her or could have helped her more. We are about the same age and she is someone I probably could have been friends with. But I never got the chance to develop a deeper friendship and now its too late.
Death makes you vulnerable.
This is the note I just wrote to inform the group. Again, I feel I failed as a writer. I wanted to say more and be more powerful - but death is a word killer. I didn't know her, but I know she suffered with Chemo and then the chemo didn't work and I know the pain she was in and I feel so bad for her. Please pray for her soul and for her husband.
With regret, I would like to inform all of you that our dear MBC friend Chizuru MacMurray died on January 3 2011.
Chizuru didn't want to suffer anymore. Her parents and two sisters arrived from Japan to be with her and then she died 36 hours after they arrived. She was at home with her husband Craig and his parents too.
My heart goes out to Craig who has been posting here and looking after her. Craig - I am SO sorry for your loss. To honour Chizuru I am going to try and create a page linking from this one in Memory off Chizuru and other metaplastic breast cancer sisters that pass. It is only a small thing but I wish I could do more for Chizuru and all of us.
God bless Chizuru, Craig and all of us. Warmth and love, Bena