It is what it is

As she prepares for her second surgery for thyroid cancer, having gone through it two years ago, but has reared it's ugly head and returned, she says, "IT IS WHAT IT IS". I sat in silence while she explained that the tests revealed it was not going to be resolved by radiation as it would shrink but only to return again. Knowing last time the effects of the anesthesia for six months after were worse than the surgery it's self. Watching her as she held onto what ever was close as the room spun so fast she would almost pass out. No driving, never knowing when it would return. Not knowing again if she will have a voice when she wakes up. She tells me, now that we have talked about it, and I'm waiting for a surgery date, there is no need in talking about it again. "IT IS WHAT IT IS" This is now in Gods hands and he will determine the outcome. Her faith, her strength her outlook on life is to be admired. I find those words coming to mind in everyday life. I will be there for her like last time, even though she protests, i pay no attention to her fussing at me. As she was finally getting better last time her husband had a stroke, the events that followed were more that anyone should have to go through. As i sat by his side on the bed and told him i loved him as a single tear fell from his eye, knowing he was dying, my heart breaking, she took over as she always did, taking such extreme care of him. Again her faith taking over to comfort her. I "get it", there are things that are out of our hands, you can fall apart, get mad, hate God, hate the world, but "IT IS WHAT IT IS"