What is Bodyblog to you? And the story of Josh….
That’s a serious questions to the public. What do you use it for? Motivation? Most of my blog updates have been motivating others to push through tough times whether in the gym or in daily life. I like helping others understand and realize that no matter how tough it gets out there in that harsh world of ours…that you have to keep pushing. You have to…you have to fight for every inch…every second, every breath. You fight until you have NO fight in you…and then you fight some more! Why give up half way…when you can make it to the top? Why stop and a take a breather..when you’re only inches away from the peak of the motuntain?
I have a small story to tell you guys about a visit with my dieing father (he has cancer) i had recently. He was at this hospital getting some number of tests done, and i was "exploreing" the hospital i guess, i came across this little kid(10 or 11) by the name of Josh. He was small, pale, frail, and had no hair from chemotherapy, and he had the BIGGEST smile across his face! This is a kid that is probably not going to live too much longer here….He was just as happy as can be. Me and him kinda became friends the whole week i was down there. We played checkers and colored in some coloring books. Josh is dieing of the same cancer my dad has…he probably wont be alive to see his 18th birthday, and that small, pal, fragile little kid has SO much fight in him. He will fight his little heart out. I left knowing that Josh had been given so much more fight. A couple weeks later (this past Monday actually) i got a letter in the mail from my Dad. My dad wrote to say how sorry he was for not really being around in my life when i was younger, and how if he could go back and change it he would. I started crying as i read the letter, and i got to the end and it said Josh the little kid i befriended was in ICU due to an infection he got while at the hospital. I read the words " He might not make it this time." And couldn’t hold back the rush of tears. And that’s where my little story ends. I don’t know how Josh is doing now…if he is alive or if he has passed. But he had more fight in him than any person in this world. I have some of the pictures he colored on my wall now, and i look at them wondering if that little boy is in a better place now.
Till next time…Maybe then i will have something to motivate the people…
