An acquaintance of mine from high school just announced that her 33-year-old husband of 2 years and the father of her infant girl is dying from colon cancer. He was transferred to hospice care today. At age 30 she will be a widow and a single mother. There is nothing profound to say about meanings and values when something like this happens. F*ck cancer. When I was in my early 20’s and thought I was loosing my Dad to cancer it ripped me apart. I cant imagine losing him before I was old enough to know him. We may never speak beyond Facebook platitudes and “likes” on baby pictures, but my heart is breaking for her and her family.
What are you looking for?
lindadyer573 on America’s Pastime J,M.G. on America’s Pastime flyingpurpleotter on Happy 6th Birthday J,M.G. on Happy 6th Birthday flyingpurpleotter on Happy Birthday Tina