Today is 7 years since my mother died. Seven years is a lot. But I don’t have any energy to write glowing stories of her. Nor do I have the passion to write about how we’re soldiering on in her absence. No letters to her about her grandkids or impassioned pleas to hug the one you love.
I’m done with that today. Cancer Fuc*** sucks. It took my mom. It took my dad. It took a beautiful young man I once knew long, long before his time. A few months ago it took the life of a remarkable, vibrant woman and devoted mom who had so much to give the world and as of this post it’s wreaking havoc in the life of another person I love.
Why does it ravage the good ones? Why does it rob us of so much light?
Cancer sucks. I’m over it.
That’s all there is to say today.
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