On the Other Side

Posted October 18, 2011 & filed under Notebook.

          Being on the other side of cancer is easier than being in the middle.  When you’re in the middle, it’s like being at sea and not knowing where you’re going.  Some days were easy, while others were very challenging.  The best parts of being sick were seeing all the friendly nurses and doing art and writing songs.  The worst parts were losing some friends and seeing my mom in so much pain and not being able to see people I loved.  I felt weak and nauseous a lot of the time, but now on the other side, I’ve learned about my self and life.  I know kids can get very sick, I know I can get through tough times, I know that prayer works, and I know that my family will always be there for me.  So, if you are going through hard times, don’t give up hope.  Stay strong.

 By Mary Jo, 11


Posted October 13, 2010 & filed under Notebook.



Well, here I am drunk in my thoughts .

I’ve been searching for you far and near.

Remembering the times you enchanted my mind with stories of your mountains, ranch, beasts, and breathing free air.

I’ve come to the ranch seeking council and comfort reviewing intimate events in my life.

Here I stand remembering your stories, living, drinking, and breathing the free air.

As I stand my ground firmly on the mountain, it whispers to me “Where is your Abuelo? Is he near?”

All I can do is shed a tear and whisper back, “He’s sleeping and he’s found an eternal peace.”

Since your timid good-bye you left me lost and searching for an idol.  Since then I don’t know the meaning of peace.

I seek it now in a young woman named Vickie; she’s accepted me in her life, and she’s taking good care of me.

Do you know I’ve found true happiness in this young woman? Do you realize I’m starting my life?

Abuelo, do you feel me? Do you watch over me? Do you hear when I pray for you?

Do you realize I’ll keep asking these questions until the day I meet up with you?

I hope you know I still miss you, and I’m still recovering from your loss.

Have you taken a look at the family lately; the struggle goes on and on.

Look over the ranch and mountains, Abuelo, for they will forever mourn their king’s loss.

Remember this nieto in your prayers, Abuelo, he loves you and keeps you in his heart.

By Chris, 12th Grade