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How are you today, I was drawn attention to this video this morning. It’s something that’s been on my mind for a while but had no idea how to approach it. Yet I should have, because no one taught cancer to know what your race is. I love the car idea. That we are all given a car/body. We did not choose it, we just find ourselves in it… It’s not a choice is it to be black or white. Although it seems black people want to be white, and white people want to be black. That is why you see whit people sunbathing. 

When I was in the cancer day unit you saw people walk in there from all walks of life, different people different ages from all corners of the earth. Kenny Dalglishs wife was treated in my ward. They like me chose the NHS for treatment because they have the best doctors. I have no idea why cancer chose me, maybe you are a fortunate one and cancer never chose you.  I really hope if that is the case that it never does. But cancer does not define us, we are who we are on the inside. Many people have battle scars from cancer, scars on their face, body but is that scar who they are. NO. 

  
We are still the same person inside arnt we, as prince Ea says, we are taught to be black or white, Asian or Mexican. As he also says when we are babies we did not care what colour another babies skin is or was. We were taught to give someone a label to someone by society weren’t we. We all were without exception, we were taught to put a tick that says black white or Asian next to it. 

Well I want my innocence back, I don’t want to judge you by your scars, your colour or creed. I just want to accept you because of who you are inside. I want to care about  the inner you, the you that really matters, I want to unlearn what those boxes mean and start to accept. In sales we are taught not to prejudge people on appearances, it’s the same thing on earth. We are all people, I mean what right do I have to do anything but love my Nieghbour. The bible even speaks about it, saying We (humans) are one body. It does not matter what colour your skin is, we should just love and respect each other without the labels. Would we not live a happier life, would we not enjoy life more if ALL the barriers were removed. The labels removed and there was just one box that said Human. Because that’s what we all are isn’t it. Human. Who care what colour our skin is right? 

If you see the scar, try and remember the person has not changed. It’s just some of the skin they are wrapped up in is gone, so they can live again. It’s not how we look, it’s who we are that matters.

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It’s true isn’t it? Life is just a bunch of choices, some say that some choices are bad. I say some choices we learn from. It very much depends on our reaction to the choice that we make. As I have said before, it’s not about focusing on a seemingly negative decision or situation. It’s how we respond that really matters. We met a lovely man today, he was with his two daughters and another male friend. Of course my first reaction was that they had given their wives a break by having the girls with them for breakfast. My how wrong I was, as we talked I realised that not only were they together, but they had adopted those two dear children. They had done a beautiful thing, they had given 2 children a happy home. It was very clear to see how loved they were, paving the way maybe for others to do the same.

  
We ourselves have it in our hearts to do the same, to adopt a child that needs a home. It was almost like I was being spoken to through this situation, being shown what life would be like to have adopted children in our lives. It was an amazing thing to see,  to see that those children had a loving home, were cared for and loved greatly.  we are here to encourage, love and inspire, whilst leading by example. I just accepted them. 

 
 When we left breakfast, one of the children who I had been talking to in Donald Duck. Asked her dad this question. “Daddy can I write my name, for Marco Polo”? They were French speaking. Of course she did photo attached, her sister gave me a sticker which is on my I pad and they blew us a kiss as we left. What a privalage to be given those minutes with that family. How heart warming that I now have that memory. Yet all of that would never have happened if I took a different approach. 

  
What matters is that happiness exsists in their lives, they will make their own choices right or wrong when they are older. Acceptance is amazing, and should be cherished. A loving home is priceless, which brings me to my next blog. But for today I will leave you with a song, that me and an old friend used to play, that I hoped one day my life would be like. Just listen to the words. Because I now have in my life the words to the song.

Have a great day.

Mark

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