What Comes In Threes
Narrative Poem About Loss
What Comes In Threes
They say death always comes in threes. I am not sure about that. I am sure about the disease. First diagnosed with prostate cancer, he fought. The chemo and radiation, a part of his routine. I didn't know until he was cancer free.
As soon as he was diagnosed, he called saying "It's just a little thing." - Skin cancer just behind his left lobe. "It is just a little thing." My father explained that it would be removed next week. I was relieved. Grateful he had told me.
I didn't get the call the next time... I called to check in and my mother answered. They didn't call - they didn't know. And when they knew it was too late. Stage IV. The most insidious kind. This time the cancer robbed him of his voice, and his ability to speak, eat or swallow. I knew too. And then I watched as he faded away.
They say death always comes in threes. I'm not sure about that, but I am sure about the disease.
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Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales
I love to write. I have a deep love for words and language; a budding philologist (a late bloomer according to my father). I have been fascinated with the construction of sentences and how meaning is derived from the order of words.
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Comments (1)
Wow. So sorry. I hate cancer!!❤️