Endometriosis is a silent killer.
It doesn’t come and enter into your life for a year... or two...or three...
It is here.
To stay.
Forever.
It doesn’t have the flare of the “c” word.
Yet it slowly eats away at you in similar ways.
Instead of the outward signs of “c,” there are inward signs.
Unending and unpredictable signs.
Signs that become so normal it’s a part of who you are.
Fight through pain.
Rearrange your entire life while trying to keep the old YOU alive. Your personality.
The core of who you are. What makes you tick. What brings you joy and laughter.
Ohhh laughter.
The carefree times of late nights, vacations, adventures, time with friends, dancing….
Fight to keep laughing.
Fight to keep joy.
Fight to keep hoping.
Endometriosis drains the life out of you slowly.
So slowly.
After more last-minute cancellations,
More inconsistencies,
More setbacks,
More losses,
More dreams dashed,
More tears,
More grief,
More surgeries,
More recoveries,
More unknowns,
The domino effect from it all is crushing.
Endometriosis is a silent killer.
Killing dreams.
Killing relationships.
Killing your body.
Killing your daily typical take-for-granted life.
BUT…..
GOD.
HE is hope restored.
Over and over again.
HE is hope renewed.
Another morning. Another day.
HE is hope reconciled.
Lament. Grieve. Wait.
HE is in the waiting.
It sucks. I hate it.
Waiting makes me mad.
Seeing others succeed. Checking off the usual to-do’s in life. Making grand plans. Pursuing their dreams. Marking bucket lists. Their great loves found.
BUT.....
GOD.
The Giver of life.
My Sustainer.
My Source of strength.
My Provider.
My Healer.
My Satisfier.
BUT.....
GOD.
BUT.....
GOD.
BUT.....
GOD.
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