It's not that I still expect everything to be smooth and fair. It's not that I want things to be lacking hope. It's just that sometimes I want to be the one that can take the burden away from her. In a time where healthy is a verb and when people are blamed if they become sick... it just seems like she has had a lot of health related problems with her kids and like a child, I want to say, it's not fair.
I thought I would be a little older when I heard "it's a lump" "it's a tumor" "it's surgical".
Few people understand our relationship which has always been close. Friendships rarely compare because she feels like home to me. When we were younger we talked about how I would take her kids if anything were ever to happen to her. And I would.
So I had to take a moment, a selfish one as it's not really about me, and put the powerful hope out there that it is benign.
"I think that somehow, we learn who we really are and then live with that decision." Eleanor Roosevelt
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I hate the whole pink thing but for her, I will wear one (at least metaphorically. I am wearing a pink bra. Hot pink).
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