Counting One's Blessings

I never realized so many people cared for me until I got cancer. I got all sorts of reactions when I tell them that I'm not well. I dread keeping them in the dark and yet I don't want them to worry about me.

Some cried.
Some were too stunned to say anything.
Some scolded me for not taking more care of myself.
Some scolded me for not getting married and having kids. (as if this is a 100% breast cancer free guarantee! Hah!)
Some are more tensed and worried than I am.
Some prayed and continues to pray for me.
Most of them freaked out.

And I thank them all, for somehow, I mattered to them. I'm so blessed!