Lauren Hill–A Freshman basketball player at Mt. St. Joseph University in Cincinnati, Ohio.
(DIPG) Diffuse Intrinsic Pontine Giloma–An inoperable form of cancer with roots at the base of her brain stem and growing tentacles weaving through out her nerves.
T E R M I N A L
This isn’t a post about the unfairness of the situation. . .
This isn’t a post about WHY’S, HOW-COME’S, WHAT-FOR’S. . .
This isn’t a post about Lauren’s wish to compete in just one single game before. . .
This isn’t a post about an opposing coach and team being more compassionate than competitive. . .
This isn’t a post about ___________________________________________________. . . .
This is a post about Hope. . .
This is a post about Dreams coming true. . .
This is a post about saying “HELLO” and never GOOD-BYE. . .
This is a post about Living. . .
This is a post about________________________________________________________. . . .
The Lauren Hill’s will tell you what they’re afraid of the most isn’t the dying, the ‘what-is-next’s’, the leaving, so much as “the Leftover’s” the ones they’re leaving behind.
I’ve just celebrated twenty years at Hospice; started on a Halloween Day Monday in 1994.
I’ve seen lots of Pain.
I’ve seen lots of Anguish.
I’ve seen lots of Dying and Death.
I’ve seen lots of miracles that would have never been possible without all of those ingredients.
Mostly. . .I’ve seen not so much how to die as how to live.
I’ve had there in those rooms, at those beds, the best seat in and out of this World and I’ve been invited, entrusted to be there.
I’ve experienced that it’s the people, those magnificent golden strands, who have interwoven themselves into the very fabric of a Life, that makes life all that it is Life really is.
Lauren Hill gets IT.
She knows in essence what we all know: WE ARE TERMINAL.
I’ve done the studies–100 out of 100 of us are going to die.
That’s NOT the sad part–for Lauren or for us.
The sad part is not LIVING. . .
Not Living Before we Know IT. . .
Not Living During IT. . .
Not Living Through IT. . .
Not Living After IT. . . .
It’s a LIVING that DEFIES cancer, death. . . .
Lauren Hill proved that she is a huge DIS-EASE that Cancer has for which there’s no cure.
She proved with a simple lay-up in the first and only basketball game she’ll ever play in college, that
L-I-F-E is not just spelled with Capital letters–but EXPERIENCED in a much larger way:
S C O R E