Death at 33

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. 



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3 Responses to Death at 33

  1. Christina says:

    there are some things in life I will never ever understand. this is one of them. i’m so sorry.

  2. djmatticus says:

    I can’t even imagine…
    I’m 32 now… The Queen is 30… the Little Prince is 7 months old (almost)…
    Yes, F*ck cancer!

  3. My heart goes out to your friend. I’m with Christina in not understanding why certain things happen…

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