Today, I got news that a friend in another state lost her battle with cancer.
As cancers go, her Fight was both long and way too short. She was diagnosed with a type of sarcoma about 18 months ago. There were surgeries and radiation and chemo and wheelchairs and walkers and canes. Weeks away from home, in the hospital as she fought for her life. As she fought for more life with her husband and her children.
The prognosis was bad, then better and just a few short weeks ago, good.
Just 6 weeks ago, she had a check up.
NO EVIDENCE OF DISEASE.
Just earlier this week she was throwing out ideas for the tattoo she would get to cover her scars, and how she could add to it each year, in an evolving celebration of Life.
just 3 days ago she posted that she was battling wicked migraines.
And today she is gone.
My heart breaks.
For her husband, her kids, family and friends.
And in raw primal fear, my gut wrenches.