Sarah is finishing her radiation treatment of her brain. You see her breast cancer has traveled there and the cancer cells decided that living there would serve them well because cancer cells are insidious bastards. They are squatters, they invade and embed themselves all the while celebrating the fact that they will take you out of this world as you know it and sometimes way too soon.
Yes, she is coming home. There will be no more treatment with chemo therapy, it won’t work. She will spend her last days with her family as she should.
We can pray for miracles, but forgive me if I choose to pray for her to have peace and please God, no pain.
You see I know Sarah for real. She was only 26 when she was diagnosed 5 years ago. She has been through so much including the horrific tornadoes last year in Mississippi. She will leave a husband and a 6 year old son. Cancer doesn’t play fair. Many times we get extensions on life, as I did, but I believe I just refused to allow it to fuck with me.
I am trying to wrap my head around this and it’s not working.
When I came back into the world of breast cancer last year I knew I would lose friends that I had grown closer to and I knew it would be hard at times. This is one of those times.