My friend lost her 3 year battle with breast cancer yesterday afternoon. The time when she started getting worse, to her death was fast...too fast. There were still so many things that I hoped to do with her. I actually called yesterday to find out if I could visit her while our girls were at the Library, only to find out that she was nearing the end.
N was part of the first play group that I was invited to be a part of when we were new in town. J was almost a year old at that point, and we knew no one! This group was made up mostly of women who were affiliated with our little University somehow...wives of professors, professors themselves, that kind of thing. They were so welcoming to little J and I, so safe and comforting.
Later on, N helped me get hooked up with the local Home School group when J and I started Cyber School. Our girls have been buddies, going to Pioneer Camp, Library, and soccer together.
As a medical professional, I understand that cancer just...happens sometimes. An otherwise normal cell mutates for some unknown reason, and wreaks havoc on the body.
As a mother, I have witnessed more than once, how cancer has stolen the futures of children and parents alike. I have felt, although thankfully not first hand, the holes that it can rip in the lives of families.
It is not fair that N will not be here to see her children grow up. It isn't fair that those beautiful children have to grow up without a mother. It isn't fair that her gentle and patient husband is now alone.
Life isn't fair, I understand that...but that hurts too. The one thing that I am grateful for is that N is no longer in pain. Now I hope that the love of this community can begin to wash away the pain her family feels in her absence.
1 comment:
It is not fair.
Love you.
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