Friday, November 9, 2018

Reach out

You think you are doing the right thing.  You buy the time that may save your life.  You move your wife away from her friends, and farther away from her children, to lessen your commutes, to be closer to your work, to be closer to nature. Everyday you see the beauty of nature all around you, but, at times, you hear the loneliness in your wife's voice and heart.

Then, the text from her friend.  One of the friends we dined with, and partied with.  The one who lost her sister to cancer.

Then, the text from her friend.

"I start chemo next week."

And there is nothing you can say.


DN

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