The Lurkers

I have lurkers in my life…

For those of you who don’t know or aren’t sure what a lurker is, here are the definitions:

1 a: to lie in wait in a place of concealment especially for an evil purpose b: to move furtively or inconspicuously c: to persist in staying

2 a: to be concealed but capable of being discovered ; specifically : to constitute a latent threat   b: to lie hidden

3: to read messages on an Internet discussion forum (as a newsgroup or chat room) without contributing

Ok so maybe based on definition 3, there are more than a few.  I hope so any way.  Hope that I am reaching some others out there in some way by doing this blog thing.  If it were just that #3, things would be great.  Lurkers would be ok by me.

Sadly, my lurkers fall in definition #1, hiding, lying in wait for an evil purpose.  And in #2, concealed but capable of being found.

But today they did not lurk… they stood up and said “Here we are!”, “Do you remember us?” 

Believe me when I tell you, I can never forget The Lurkers. 

Given the week, I have to ask you World 

Are The Lurkers your idea of ‘Special Forces’? 
Sneak in and give that final shot — to faith, to strength, to life?

First, this morning, The Lurkers were on TV.  They are quite a bit because there are so many of them, so many disguises.  But this morning was about genetic testing for The Head Lurker.  New ways of discovering The Lurker while it still lies hidden and is a latent threat. 

Am I glued to the TV?  Of course.  But I watch *shaking* and I listen, mutant genes and family history, increased likelihood of following generations having to deal with The Head Lurker.  

I drift… Do I get tested? Do I find out?  Maybe I should? Why? Why not? What does knowing do for me? If I know, do I tell anyone?  Would they treat me differently? Would it change me?  Would I do anything differently?

SNAP, no more like SLAP, back to reality… 

The Head Lurker morphs into other kinds of Lurkers! 

OK WOW! Had joked about that, “anything below the belly button was related… I am my Father’s Daughter after all”  

And there it was… John Hopkins said it.  Guess I don’t need the test, I already know.  I’ve got that gene, sure do. 

Do I remember you?  Hell Yes Lurkers, I do! 

He fought The Head Lurker and lost.  I fought The Offspring (if you will) for a year - the tests, the waiting, the results, the surgery, the healing, more tests, more waiting… but I WON. 

For now… I know that, because you still Lurk.  And for me, now its a tag team – The Head Lurker and The Offspring.  For me now I wait (about another 4 months) to see if either of you will be standing at my door again.  By the way, you’re NOT invited.  Don’t come back. STAY AWAY!

And leave my friends and their families alone too! 

But you couldn’ t do that either today could you?  You must get some kind of sick joy out of hurting the best people.  Mike’s Guy and Mystic’s Brightest Star.  And the same basic Lurker for both?

Are you kiddin’? Really? What that Lurker not get enough experience with the Head Lurker 10 years ago with Dad? 

WHY DON’T YOU ALL JUST GO AWAY!   You are cowardly the way you sneak up on people.  And you don’t care who you pick – young, old, fathers, brothers, mothers, daughters, sisters. Don’t care what people have done in their lives, how big their heart is, who they leave behind.   The definition is right — you are EVIL.

I HATE YOU! 

Not just for the pain you’ve caused me physically, emotionally, but for what you’ve done and are doing to my family and my friends. 

But you know what LURKERS? 

You may win a lot of the battles, but we win the war.

Why? Because we know how to love and how to live.  We know that once you’ve shown your UGLY face, you don’t get any more moments.  Our love, our strength, our faith comes out because we stand together.   Our connections make us stronger than you will ever be – both here and there!

 Oh, one last thing Lurkers….

You knock on my door again.  Be ready for a fight.  I’ve got too many weapons on my side.  He taught me the technique, she gave me the heart, I wear the ring.  I have Angels here on my side and I plan on making sure I get a lifetime to spend with my lifetime people.  So you can knock… but I’m not letting you in. 

 

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Introducing the Lurkers:

The Main Lurker:  Colorectal Cancer
The Offspring:  Cervical Cancer
The Partner:  Liver Cancer

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