The word I hate the most...

cancer. 

I can't even bring myself to capitalize the word. I refuse to give it that much power. 

In the last 6 months I've had family members, friends' pets and my own dad diagnosed with cancer. This post is not to share their cancer journey - it's theirs, and only theirs, to share.

This post is to say I absolutely, 100% hate cancer. 

It's so crazy to me so many people have had, and are currently, battling this nasty disease. And it doesn't seem to discriminate. It doesn't seem fair

Of people I know, it's affected:

My dancer friend in her 20's
My neighbor who is a healthy, vibrant woman in her early 40's
My friend's loving, affectionate puppy
My father-in-law, who is a devoted Christian
My dad, who beat colon cancer after 13 rounds of chemo, and now is facing liver cancer

I'm having a hard time wrapping my brain around why God allows this nasty disease to exist.