A dear friend who has pancreatic cancer is not doing well.

I thought a lot about her this weekend.

About how she’s fighting terminal cancer and I’m out here complaining about heat and traffic and food prices and gas prices and how my children can be so ungrateful sometimes as a person I love, a person who is awesome and caring and full of absolute life is dying.

What she wouldn’t do to have my troubles.

Be well,


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