I completely understand that. When I was diagnosed (4 years ago today), the doctor had Kleenex ready. Boy did she looked taken back when I smiled. But then I had to face everyone I love and to tell them the news. I couldn't let them see me go without a fight. It would've hurt them too much. So, I fought it. And so far I've been winning. When I was told I was in remission, I got real quiet and thought to myself "But I was ready". That doctor was thrown off too.

Me telling you this is just another way for me to explain that I understand, at least a little. Oh, and my cancer was stage three melanoma.

I'm not encouraging you to refuse to fight it and I'm not hoping you have it. In fact, it's quite the opposite. But it's also your life to do with as you will.