I wrote a post almost exactly two years ago, in April 2011, about my anger that another one of my friends had just been diagnosed with cancer. That made three in two and a half years, and I was just beside myself with fury at the time, I remember.
I just found out that one of those women has a recurrence of cancer. It’s in a different place and may be an entirely different kind or maybe it’s the original one metastasized. I don’t know. I really don’t know much at this point.
But I’m so, so sad. I just cannot believe that my friend and her family have to deal with this again. Why her? Why again? Why why why?
And if I’m in such shock, I cannot imagine what has been going through my friend’s head in the past couple of days. I know she needs time to process it all so I haven’t yet spoken to her, though I have talked to her husband. She left me a phone message where she sounded a little broken, but she was trying hard to regain her equilibrium. And once she knows exactly what’s going on and what her treatment will be, I know she’ll pull herself together and fight just as hard as she did two years ago.
And there will be a whole lot of people who love her standing right with her, cheering her on.