So much has happened. I can’t recount it all. It mostly hasn’t been what I would call ‘good’, and there just isn’t any running away – physical, mental, or spiritual. So, I have been enduring.
My sister is coming to the end of her battle with cancer.
Her son is days, maybe hours, away from dying of cancer.
No, they don’t have the same type of cancer.
I completely understand surrealism now.
This is a creepy nightmare that just won’t go away
I’ve been trying to deal with it alone, except for The Husband, of course; but not writing about it or expressing myself about it has been harder than I thought. I just keep spinning my wheels trying to get out of the mud and all I do is dig myself deeper.
My blog is going to be my safe-place. I know some of you will read (listen) and some of you won’t. But, I really need a friend right now so….
Not everything will be sad or death related. I promise.