Thursday, July 12, 2007

One More Day

It's a pretty common theme - I've lamented it myself - how the fabric of our society is fraying, our sense of family and community is being lost, we are becoming a nation of people disconnected from each other and ourselves.
Sometimes, in some places, regrettably, this may be true.

When I was diagnosed with COPD, I needed to find others like myself, other people with this disease who could tell me of their experience and help me to understand what I was facing.
Now, almost three years later, I have learned to be grateful every day that I live in a time when the definition of "community" has grown to encompass so much more than just the people living around me. The community of people diagnosed with COPD numbers in the millions and stretches around the world. Yet many of us are able to connect with each other, supporting and sharing information with our members in a way that was not possible even twenty years ago.
We may not ever be able to meet each other physically, but we are a community nonetheless, we are connected, we do care.

In my email a couple of days ago was this from EFFORTS Support Group member Mike Mann.

Mike wrote:

I am also on a list for bladder cancer, I am a nine year survivor, and Kathy Knight sent the song/poem below in to that list. Kathy is a survivor of multiple problems including bladder cancer and a brain tumor for just two of them. She has also returned to New Orleans after evacuating ahead of Katrina. There are links below for more information on both the song writer David Bailey and to hear him sing a different song and on Kathy. As with COPD, most people diagnosed with bladder cancer are former smokers.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
This is a song written by David Bailey, a ten-year-plus survivor of glioblastoma
multiforme, a lethal brain tumor that sometimes kills in months.
(David plays acoustic guitar, sings, and has several CD's.)
This song applies to ALL survivors.......
Kathy K

David's Brain Tumor Survivor Story (and picture):

Kathy's Story

Don't let the grass grow beneath your busy feet
Don't let the grass grow above you when you rest
You've got one more day to get to where you're going
One more day to give your very best
Don't let the clouds forever block your sunshine
Don't let the sunshine blind you on your way
You might have years of tears put behind you
But right now you've got one more day
One more day when you can hold your children
One more day you can hold your wife
One more day when you can watch the grass grow
One more day when you can live your life
Don't let the cynics tell you they know better
better yet, don't let them talk to you at all
You've got one more day to prove that they know nothing
One more day to find your private call
Don't let your loved ones ever doubt your passion
Don't let your passion ever start to fade
I know how it feels to be so frightened
But right now, you've got one more day
One more day, when you can hold your
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

For more information on David Bailey, including many, many more song lyrics, albums and his touring schedule, please visit his website david m