What’s the point?

What’s the point of life when everything of meaning has been stripped away? At 30, my husband was diagnosed with cancer which made him sterile. This was devastating as we wanted kids. Less than 2 years later, I was diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer. No, there’s nothing in the water and we are not over an Indian burial ground. During my own cancer treatment, my mom died of cancer and I had to quit my career because of the toll the cancer and treatment have had on me. The doctors gave me 5-10 years to live.

What’s the point in waiting for the cancer to take me when it’s already taken everything important to me?