My friend Sandy has had more bad news...her cancer is now in her liver. She's in a lot of pain and will be starting palliative chemotherapy this week. This time around she will lose her hair, so I will be knitting more chemo caps.
This morning my uncle wrote this to me: "...we have a thousand words to use when talking about root beer floats or skinny jeans but when bumping up against the big mysteries we are left floundering around trying to find something to say.
So I won't try."
And neither will I.
Thanks for all your prayers and good wishes for her, and for those of us who love her.
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Oh damn. Hey, that uncle of yours (I bet I know which one) is a poet.
Dave's right. There are far too many messy emotions in play to be summed up neatly and succinctly.
I'm here; I know; I love you.
Life is a heavy weight some times.
I'm here.
Thinking of you both.
So sorry; I'll be thinking of you both (as Rona said).
I'll bet that was Dave, too. A man whose writing ability I really admire.
Here's a solid "Hang in there" with a big squeeze hug to you and Sandy and all those concerned. Life is such a rollercoaster.
Thoughts and prayers for Sandy and her family. For you and your family too. Do you want some help knitting caps or help with anything? Let me know.
K
That Uncle of yours seems awfully wise, you should listen to him all the time about everything. Now where is the anonymous button ...
I am sorry. We will keep her in our prayers.
There are no words. So sorry.
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