September 21, 2015
It was Thursday afternoon last week at the cabin when Butch’s cell phone rang. He talked for a bit and then handed the phone to me. I don’t usually get calls on his cell phone so my level of concern was high. Our friend’s voice revealed that something was very wrong and as I listened, he told me that his wife had just been diagnosed with breast cancer.
Since my own breast cancer journey in 2004, I’ve been on the receiving end of many calls asking for my help in supporting women as they begin their own breast cancer journey. These calls are the most difficult when they come from close friends – difficult in the sense that it is hard watching anyone facing a cancer diagnosis and even more so when it is someone you know well and love. I’m grateful that I can be there to offer whatever support, care, encouragement and hope that I am able to give.
Six couples make up a circle of friends in which we share a number of interests including flying, cabins, and travel. Of this group, three of the six women now also share in having breast cancer. The call on Thursday was the third member of the group. Statistics say that one woman in eight will be diagnosed with breast cancer in their lifetime. In this group of friends, it is one out of two.
This particular couple is nearly twenty years younger than Butch and I and yet we seem to share a special bond. The opening and closing of our cabin has for years been a project that they like to help us with. We appreciate their extra hands, backs and feet getting that job done each year. I’m pleased to be able to reciprocate with them in giving my support and encouragement as best I can. Butch will be able to offer his care and listening ear to the husband as well.