I Have Been Provoked | Oh, The Places You’ll Go!

“I have been provoked because I’ve watched cancer in the faces of too many people in too many waiting rooms at too many oncologists at too many cancer centers.” – Gary L. Thompson, 1/7/2015, I Have Been Provoked | Part One As I shared in my post this morning, The Love of My Life | Timelessness and Love, today, July 14, is the 25th wedding anniversary of Maureen and my marriage. It is a deeply emotional day, because today is the “birthday of us.” A week from today will be our 10th powdered donut day, the 9th since Maureen’s passing on October 21. When you read Timelessness and Love, you will see why it is the 10th, because powdered donut day actually started at the altar where Maureen and I were married, with our kids beside us as we re-blessed our act from 25 years earlier. It didn’t start under the cross at Seton Hospital on 7 North. Another journey started that day… Maureen’s journey to be back with her Father in her heaven, her God. Each day that passes, I come to understand even more the pure act of love that Maureen graced our family with the morning she passed. Cancer did not win that morning; love did, not just her love, but love itself. As the title to this installment of I Have Been Provoked makes clear, there is a decided Dr. Seuss theme to this third visit to the idea of being provoked. Once I get past a Part 2, I’ve realized that I am writing about an enduring theme, rather than just sequential parts to the...

I Have Been Provoked | Part Two

I ended Part One of “I Have Been Provoked” with these words, “we have to rethink the fight with cancer.” I never expected to be in the middle of this fight. Heck, I never expected to hear the words, “you have cancer.” Even worse, those words were not spoken to me. They were spoken to my wife just 11 years ago. 3 months ago, I woke up in a room at Seton Hospital in Austin, Texas, and my wife was no longer breathing. Cancer did this. Cancer. Cells that have lost their sense of direction, their sense of purpose, their ability to control themselves. I have been provoked. Now, it is also important to point out what cancer didn’t do, can’t do, will never do. Maureen was Maureen each and every day of her fight. She was a beautiful mother of three, an architect, my wife, my BFF, my soulmate. Cancer only attacks the body. It does not attack the soul. God owns our soul, and He welcomed my sweetie home the morning of October 21, 2014. He breathed new life into her soul, as cancer lost its fight that day. Cancer only attacks the body, not the soul. But, I have been provoked, and I am speaking in stark terms, as I said in Part One. We have to speak in stark terms. Over 7 million people will have their bodies stop working this year, like Maureen, because of cancer. Some of the people in this fight are my friends, people I love dearly. Cancer changes everything. Sure, we have some tools that let us wage the fight more fairly for...

I Have Been Provoked | Part One

I am frequently asked “what do you do?” That is always a hard question for me to answer, because what I do is a function of who I am. To understand what I do is to understand what makes me tick. What drives me. Who I love. What makes me put the gloves on. I put the gloves on because I have been provoked. I have been provoked by the “Emperor of All Maladies,” cancer. I have not just been provoked by cancer. I have been provoked by its consequences. I have been provoked not just because it led to me losing the love of my life, Maureen, on Tuesday, October 21, 2014. I have been provoked because of what it did before that. What I do is a function of how I have been provoked. I have written a lot about our story, about the love of my life, about Maureen choosing to be a survivor and not a patient, about the amazing courage of my wife to live life to the fullest in the midst of great fear. I have written these stories, because as I said in one of my early posts late last summer, this was to be our story, not cancer’s. However, to make clear what I do and why I do it, I am about to speak in very stark terms about cancer. I will admit that I have been afraid to do this for some time. I’m scared of the emotions I have suppressed so that my love for Maureen can shine clearly, however, I have been provoked. I must speak. And,...