The Line in the Sand

Very nicely put

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I have heard about it before, but  now I understand it.  Before I was told that there is a line in the sand.  There is the time before and then the time after you know that a loved one has cancer.  One day you are kicking along and everything is fine and then the next day everything changes.

My mother.  Ever the pragmatist, stops at the funeral  home on the way back from the oncologist -since she was in the neighborhood.  We can rationally talk about this.  Everyone knows it will happen, but that does not change what happens when it does.   Does not change the sadness I feel.

I worry about my dad.  Fifty two years is a long time to be married and get use to someone.  And they seem happy.  How hard can it be for dad to deal with this?  Mom must be scared.

We have…

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