I wrote this the day after Emily died. I haven’t changed it.
Well life does have a way of pulling the rug from under you when things are going well…
Emily lost her battle. Not to the cancer she beat twice. But to the numerous infections her newly transplanted Spanish immune system couldn’t fight off.
And to be honest it’s hit me for six.
Obviously because of the shock of losing a member of the family at such a young age. Partly because I genuinely never contemplated her not beating it completely and having a great life ahead of her.
But mostly because in Emily I saw a reflection of all the things that I’ve aspired to be over the years.
Intimidatingly talented, both intellectually and spiritually. A true inspiration and rarity these days.
So…
The fight goes on. Through those left behind, for those left with the same battle on their hands.
Emily wanted to leave a legacy. Wanted to inspire, campaign and educate people on the cancer that came into her life. Well that will be her legacy. Remission Possible, the blog and campaign she started, will live on as a charity in its own right, continuing her work. This year will be filled with fundraising to help build a ward for teenage cancer patients in her name… but it won’t stop there, I feel.
Peace
G