Today, I decided to see if the warriors were only looking for a nice guy who they could call their own..... or something like that.
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In house date!?I decided to have a good conversation with the soldiers. Asking them how they were, what they were thinking.
Of course I received no replies. Guess it is because they are in a bottle of glass.
So I instantly decided that my job was to set them free! I held out my hand and called them to me.
And they came!
Assuming they were happy for me to actually reach out for them, I decided to just jump into it and have 'em start what they were here for!
But low and behold, they seemed to not be in their glass armor! Surely they are just kidding with me. No way they were joining me for 5 days and running away on the 6th.
Despite my desire to have them join me in an honestly jovial way, I soon learned that they were gone. Looking into their armor all that was left was a note:"Dear Lucas,
We have indeed had problems with you in the recent past. The fighting of bad things in your body, which was our task in life, was also hard. Imagine living in the swampy area near Yoda. Now, imagine that whole swamp as digesting acid..... Yea, not so great. Despite the fact that we were partially successful in taking care of this Grothmoog that you told us about, we decided that we were going to go on vacation for a few weeks. Ya know, we need our lives to be good too! We will continue helping you in every way that we can, but we will not be back until the first week of next month.
Chemo Warriors"
I soon understood that even though the ill feelings of their fights in my stomach were bad, the ill feelings in my heart due to me missing them was worse. __________________________________________
Please come back soon Chemo Soldiers. I already miss you! I know that your behavior is sometimes mean, but it is needed. I need it to know that you are working. Please come back troops. There was no day 6 of Chemo fights, not yet! The warriors will return soon and we will further our success in defeating the brain monster cancer thing!
Lucas
1 comment:
Hey Lucas, I went to school with your Mom, and I must say that I felt like I was reading something that she would have done. You look like Dad, but boy you are your Mother's son. Keep up the fight, we're prayin' for ya here in the Midwest.
Lori K.
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