the cancer card

The Big "C"

Why does it need to be so big?

Cancer has so much negative connotation that it gets morphed into so many things. The more it creeps into our society's lives the bigger it becomes.

Cancer had become it's own entity.  

We breathe life into something that should be put to rest.

However, flipping Cancer over on it's side and crafting it's life given nature, magically crafts a tool to be used during the most opportune times.  

THE CANCER CARD!!!

Let's be fair.  The word cancer evokes emotion.  

Fear - 😨

Care - 🤗

Sadness 😪

Hopelessness - 🥺

Understanding - 😘

WORRY - 😟 

EMPATHY - 🥰

We all relate on some sort of emotional level.  

Possibly someone you cared for has died from cancer.  Perhaps you had it or fear that you will.  

Since Cancer comes in so many shapes and forms we never know exactly what a person's cancer entails without asking more questions.  Asking questions can be evasive so without more information there can potentially be a block.  

An emotional wall of misunderstanding.

Cancer! 
That is a Card! 
Hold it up.

Create an emotional blockage wall.

It will either push people away or pull them in as soon as you hold up that card and it  allows for an shift energy.

 It stops them in their tracks. 

I have used this card on occasion.  

It rarely works with my own family as they know it's only an excuse.  It translates to mom needs help. Please help me!! 🙏 

I have used it in situations that I needed help to allow me space or allow me to escape.  Escape?  Now what does that even mean?

My "Cancer Card" became a tool on the day I needed it the most and I must say I do not regret it one bit.

My Cancer Card Story:

I planned a mini weekend staycation to spend some much needed time with my college roomier who was visiting with her beautiful daughters. 

When I checked in to our beachside hotel, I was offered a free cruise and a week long vacation to listen to the brief blah, blah, blah.  Honestly, I heard free and vacation and of course I said where and when and made the dreaded decision to put myself through a time share sales seminar.  

I have done these before and at one point, years ago, I purchased an old school week timeshare and enjoyed many wonderful vacations.  

I have since lived and learned and feel planning my own vacation is by far an easier process.  I do enjoy a good deal and even encouraged my college roommate to join me in the process.  

We had the entire weekend to catch up why not add a future trip in the mix?  What the pesky timeshare folks did not know was teaming us up, two strong, independent single women would be to their demise.

We politely listened to our very nice sales man trying hard to be our friend. We patiently sat for a well planned out PowerPoint presentation with a second seasoned engaging salesman. He assured us this was a 'zero' pressure process.  

Fundamentally, it could have been a good deal if they had only offered up the cost a tad early in the process. 44K for air was simply not in our budget.

Back with sales dude number one, towards the end of our time, and after pushing for our social security numbers, (which we 

of course didn't provide) our patience was at it's limit.

Enter third sales guy.  He sits in front of us and shows us a final number to insult our intelligence.  Let's just say.... Florida did begin selling swap land, so why not finance points on paper?   

My girlfriend played bad cop, while I played good.  She put the final sales guy on edge when she asked why they were so pushy when we were promised no pushy salesmanship?? She debated with the guy briefly and once again expressed her desire to not make a purchase.

The exasperated timeshare salesman looks at me with a touch of defeat, as he musters up a glimmer of hope, looks at me and asks, "How about you? How do you feel about this final offer?" He looks at me as he pushes the final, much lower, offer towards me to review.  

I stated exactly what I was feeling, openly and honestly.  

I AM Sooooo TIRED!!!

****pause****

I Have CANCER! 

With that, the guy stopped talking. We politely stood up and claimed our prize! 

We eagely exited the 11th floor to enjoy the rest of the day with our kids.

That folks is a well played Cancer Card.