Truthfully, this post has been sitting in my research folder
for too long, inside my brain screaming to get out.
In the hallway walking, I was discussing a case of little
girl we know with my husband. Another Cancer update. We talked about it. The
choices we would make going back, things we would have tried different. Knowing
the things we know now. The feeling of empty, horrible loss.
He looks at me and says, “I wish you would write about
Cancer.” Shocked, I think I probably just stared at him for a minute. No, they
don’t want to understand..
