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The Best Christmas Gift So Far


Earlier this week, I was given the best Christmas gift and the most thoughtful.

While many might make the comment, I deserve what I am dealing with because of moving away from my daughters, and many might also realize, how bad things had to have been in dealing with certain individuals for me to have relocated this far, this post is not about that.  This post is about what happens when people put the children who are stuck in the middle of a nasty divorce, first in priority, doing what is best in the interests of the children.

Up until this year, I have never missed a choral performance of either of my daughters, whether it be church or school.  At best I was hoping for maybe my estranged wife to record a song or two.  Instead, what I got was so much better.

I wrote a post some time ago, about the role that technology now plays in divorce and custody, allowing better and more frequent contact between a distantly located parent and their child(ren).  Between technology, and a family member, I received the best Christmas gift I could have hoped for.

I received a telephone call via Tango (a video call service), from my brother-in-law, saying that he was going to video feed the concert to me, as long as his cell phone battery would hold up.  I was in shock at what was about to happen.  I really thought I would not get to see this, but because family was trying to do what was best for my daughters, and not get involved with pitting one side against the other, two little girls were about to find out something magical.

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Because of this kindness, I was able to see the entire performance.  But the generosity did not stop there.  Following the conclusion of the concert, my brother-in-law rushed up to the stage, where my daughters were waiting for their mother, and showed each of my daughters what had just been done.  Their smiles were a pure Christmas Miracle when they saw the other face in the screen of his phone was me.  And just like that, the phone battery finally ran out.  And it was a miracle, to me, and my daughters.  Cell phone batteries only last for so long without being charged, and using high data, but the battery lasted long enough for both my daughters to see that I was “with them” that night.

I was able to share with them, two of my favorite songs that they sang, and conversation flowed from that.  Instead of just asking “how was your concert?” I was able to tell them that I enjoyed the concert.

And that same technology would bring us back together again yesterday morning.  Since I was unable to be with them Christmas morning, I had their gifts sent to them in time to open them for Christmas.  And we dialed up Facetime, and I got to see them open their gifts, and read a letter that I wrote to them, telling them that I missed them, that I loved them, and that this would be the last Christmas we would be apart.  I promised them that things would get better.

And as long as they are able to hear my words, read my words, they will believe I will keep that promise.  And yes, I will never forget what my brother-in-law did for me, but I will also make sure my daughters never forget it either.

This is one of those stories that shows the good that can come during a divorce process when you put the children first.

Great Reminder From A Reader Of “Paul’s Heart”


As I have stated previously, I generally approve comments submitted to this blog if they are constructive and/or helpful.  I am really torn about a recent reply to my post, “True Loss” written yesterday.  I will “copy and paste” the majority of the text, because I believe the comment is important to understand.  However, given the nature of the second paragraph, the author of the reply  turned their tone to more of an insult towards me seemingly towards the situation of my divorce, clearly not what “Paul’s Heart” is meant to be.

Back to the part of the comment that I will address.  The author of the comment wrote:

“Hate to be a Debbie Downer.. But your posts are disturbing to say the least… Being a stage 4 Hodgkins survivor since 1989 I have been greatful to have so many more years of life… I do have many issues as a result of chemo.. radiation and a bone marrow transplant..I don’t use them as an excuse not to move forward.”

First, to anyone who has had to battle any form of serious illness, having been through many serious health issues myself, I truly understand the many emotions that we go through, not only from triumph of overcoming the illness, but dealing with the fears of recurrence, the flashbacks of the memories of things material and spiritual that we lost.  We can go through one or all of these issues.

I have been counseling cancer patients for as long as I have been a cancer survivor.  I have dealt with issues of treatments, side effects, caregiving, and survival.  The availability of the internet made it possible to reach thousands of more people in search of information, from people who have experienced situations similar to them.  Many of the internet support groups are run very well and monitored for content, others are more chaotic and unstructured.

There are two types of people who go to these internet support groups, but depending on their reason for joining, they will either find success in their quest, or they will express their objections or failures to find what they are looking for.  When it comes to most severe illnesses, patients will either simply move on with their lives, as if the disease has never taken place, or they will stay in that “world” either looking to help others or find ways to deal with their emotional and physical struggles.

For me, once I was done with my treatments, it was a no-brainer.  I had no problem telling people that I had beaten cancer, and I definitely wanted to help others.  But one of the first internet support groups that I came across, and was invited to participate, was for “long term survivors” of which being just recently in remission, I would hardly describe myself as “long term” already.  But several other participants urged me to join, that it would be important.

Look, people mainly only look for help when they need it.  And at that point, I was definitely not looking for any help. I was in remission, no struggles at that point, just looking for ways to help others.  Very soon, once I subscribed to that list, I was horrified by the stories I was seeing by other survivors, actual long term survivors, and the many struggles they were facing.  And on that, I unsubscribed.  It clearly was not what I was looking for.

I would soon sign back on again, because as it turned out, all of the things that they were talking about, would soon become a reality for me, and I would be facing many of those health issues.  And were it not for that internet list, I would never have had the information to give to the “uneducated” doctors as to the possible complicated patient they were dealing with.  And especially for those of us treated for Hodgkin’s Lymphoma decades ago, have a lot of late and severe side effects that have developed, many with fatal results.  The sad part is, that for millions, have no idea what is now happening with their bodies because medicine is only now beginning to learn the concept of long term cancer survival care.

So, I am now on many internet support boards, and I frequently see comments like the one that I pasted up above.  And in no shape or form am I going to disregard the comment.  Instead, I would like to do two things.  Number one, remind my readers what “Paul’s Heart” is about.  I write about my experiences as a patient, caregiver, and survivor of cancer.  I share stories of others, not just Hodgkin’s.  I also write about my life as a single father.  In either case, at no time am I ever looking for sympathy.  My words are meant mainly to offer hope to others who are in similar situations, and to let them know that might just be normal what they are going through, and more importantly, as I have proven time and time again, that many situations can be overcome with the right support.

Overall, I am a very positive person, who unfortunately has just had to deal with a lot of unfortunate circumstances.  I get through them for several reasons, my faith, my inner strength, my friends and family.

To the writer of the comment, I really do appreciate your comment.  I am always inspired when I hear of a fellow survivor with a longevity longer than mine.  Yes, even this far out, I am moved and need to hear that someone has survived longer than me.  And just as the hundreds of survivors I have personally met, there are no comparisons to what you have been through, or what I have been through, or what anyone else has been through, because each of our battle was unique, but clearly it took a strong person to get through it, which you clearly are.  But at no time do I ever make excuses for the things I must deal with in regard to my body.  Nor do I take away from conditions faced by others.  But clearly, my health was a major factor in the loss of my job (in spite of protections from the American With Disabilities Act), but also in the ability to get future employment because of the various health restrictions I am under.  These are not excuses, these are factors.

As for the rest of your reply, clearly it was not meant to be constructive, and I clearly have never met you, so you could not possibly know the exact circumstances as to my divorce as I have not discussed anything that should even have warranted that comment from you, and you are wrong.

I am glad you did write to me.  Because like I said, it served as a reminder as to the sensitivity and needs of all patients and survivors.

True Loss


I wrote previously in “Scrooge 2014” about the bad Karma I have during this time of year.  I concluded the post about that I have discovered over those forty years, is how much I can take, how to survive the holidays (and the events that make them more difficult, but also there will be a next year.

One of my greatest faults, and is most likely a result of the survivor guilt I deal with daily courtesy of my battle with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, is that I never leave myself room to acknowledge or allow myself, to suffer grief or pain.  My late brother-in-law who passed away from ALS (Lou Gehrig’s Disease) often told me that just because his prognosis was worse than mine, did not mean that the health issues we both struggled were any less real or painful than the others.  And common sense would cause us to agree.

But when it comes to the loss I am going to experience this season, I will be taking the same path as I always do.  Someone will always have it worse than me, and therefore who am I to complain about it.  I will do everything in my power to not allow this custody situation to happen next year.  I will spend time with my daughters next year.  At worst, I plan to only lose this one year.

For others, their loss is permanent, no chance of ever getting it back, their loved ones gone forever, except in spirit, and that is very little consolation, especially during the Christmas holiday season, what is supposed to be the most joyous, now faced with the first year without someone close to them the loss I am going to be experiencing, in not being with my children during this holiday season for the first time ever.  Let me be clear, the post was nothing more than a reflection of what I have been through over four decades.

Last week, a tragedy beyond description occurred back in my hometown in Pennsylvania.  A decorated war veteran, who happened to be going through a tumultuous domestic issue, murdered his ex-wife, her mother, her grandmother, a teenage niece and parents while wounding a teenage nephew, before committing suicide himself.  Now, his two children, near the same age as my daughters are orphans, a teenage boy is orphaned, but now without his father, is the infant of the father who committed this awful act.  Seven dead, and four children now left without a parent, or parents.  While everyone tries to put the pieces together of what happened and why, the loss remains and is permanent.

For me personally, there are two families that are also dealing with an unimaginable loss, each suffering the loss of their only sons.  One young man, mid 20’s, was killed after being involved in a car accident.  The other, died from complications from treatments received which actually cured him of his cancer at the age of 24.  Both of these families are going through this holiday season for the first time without their sons, also while trying to make sense of why.

This will be the first Christmas with my father.  I did not get to see him much during my childhood, but I spent the second half of my life, never missing one Christmas morning with him, or enjoying the time that he spent with my daughters.

My heart goes out to anyone who is dealing with loss this Christmas season, not just a “first Christmas.”  And also, not just for a physical loss.  Those facing severe health crisis with unknown futures also suffer loss, and year after year, often face flashbacks, reminding them of the pain faced during this time.  It can be last year, or ten years ago.  Many times, that feeling of loss never goes away.

But as someone told me recently, it is during a time like this, during any loss, that you have to dig down deep, and cling to any faith you have, whatever your religion or beliefs.  It is not just the actual loss that has been taken away from you, but so much more is trying to be taken away from you, by an opposing force (again, no matter what your faith), and it is important that you cling to the faith that has stood by you time and time again, no matter how many times you have been knocked down or kicked in the teeth.

Yes, a “Blue Christmas” is more common than many realize, or may never have experienced.  For those who are in that place right now, my thoughts and prayers are with you.

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