I stopped in my local Wilmington DE Walgreen to get a prescription filled. I was close to the building, so I did not take my cane. As I stood in line, a roughly five foot female Caucasian senior citizen came up behind me. Her hair was cut relatively short and all gray. She had a friendly smile and she was using one of those canes with a three pronged foot.  

I assume this lady had had a hip replaced and the cane provided her with stability. She floored me saying something like, “I have a brain tumor and I need the cane for stability to keep from falling down.” Furthermore, she read the questioning look in my eye and continued that she had a relative that had both hips replaced.

As I walked away from this lady, I recounted that I fell down the stairs roughly three times following chemotherapy treatments for colon cancer. I am still very sensitive about coming down stairs or walking pass them in route to another room on the second floor. This senior citizen lady helped me to appreciate how blessed I am not to have to worry about a brain tumor every day.   

Hence, I quickly had learned with cancer every day is a blessing for tomorrow is promised to no one.