I hope you dance

Let me introduce you to Sals Comfort.

I am a the glass is half full kinda person. I love life and live it the best way i know how. I have an amazing family and an equaly amazing circle of friends. And I love, looove to cook.

In 2010 I met this wonderful person. We clicked immediately and became the best of friends. She was going through a rough time so one night I played her my favorite song. It’s called I HOPE YOU DANCE by Leeann Womack. As soon as we listened to the first verse we broke down.

“I hope you never lose your sense of wonder,
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger,
May you never take one single breath for granted,
GOD forbid love ever leave you empty handed,
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,
Promise me that you’ll give faith a fighting chance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.
I hope you dance”

When life is smooth and things are working out It’s easy to dance. But when life has thrown you a curve ball or two, try dancing then.

Life is not easy. No one has it easy that much I know. But the past few years,,,, life has thrown me curve ball after curve ball and let me tell you, as much as I love to dance,, it has been almost impossible to do so.

It all started in the 16th of October 2013. We got a call that my mother had been rushed to the hospital. She was in Kenya at the time while my brother and I were in Holland. From then on life seemed to be on auto pilot. She had the big C..Yes Cancer… But wait that can’t be right. Cancer affects other families, she must be suffering from something else right!. But no.. It was cancer.
She was operated on a few days later and in the months to come she had chemo and radiation therapy. We were far away so all we could do was  pray and hope that she would be fine. She fought like the soldier she is and she won even though she would later on have surgery again and be called upon to fight harder than before. She is a soldier, she kicked cancer all the way to Pluto.

Fast forward. 12th November 2014. I woke up with the worst stomach pains ever. But me being me I went about my business. A few days later(14th November) the pain had gotten worse. I called my doctor, got an appointment and cycled to his office (yes I cycled, this is Holland, we cycle everywhere). My doctor took his time to examine me then said  “I’m afraid you have to go to the hospital”. He called for an ambulance and off I went.

I was admitted, tests were done, from echo’s, urine tests, blood tests to a CT scan. The latter revieled that I had diverticulitis(an infection in my large intestine). I was admitted and spent a week in the hospital. Before I was discharged they performed a colonoscopy(oooooohhhh the horror) and off i went.

2nd Decomber 2014. My brother accompanied me to the hospital to get the results of the super fun colonoscopy I had received before being discharged. I was not worried. We walked in, sat down and the doctor switched on the computer.

“About a week ago you got a colonoscopy. During the procedure i saw something that was disturbing so i took a sample, cultured it and unfortunately it confirmined my suspisions. YOU HAVE COLON CANCER”

My world shattered. I could hear it shuttering. I really could……… I was numb. 

“I am 30……..(seriously you thought I was going to reviel my age?!!) and here i am with cancer!!!!!!!!


I went through the rest of the day like a zombie. My brother held my hand every single step of the way. I don’t know what i would have done without him.

“I have cancer,, I have cancer”

That day I did not dance.

What is this blog about??? It’s about my journey. About thinking that I can’t and won’t be able to dance. It’s about realizing that despite it all I CAN DANCE.

Welcome to my journey. I HOPE YOU DANCE

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  1. Justus 14 januari 2017 / 10:19

    Taking the ovwviree, this post is first class

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