"I think that somehow, we learn who we really are and then live with that decision." Eleanor Roosevelt

Friday, July 13, 2007

Pink Ribbons

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.

1 comment:

Nik said...

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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