My loved ones fight ended today. Their battle with leukemia and all its nasty treatments (and being miserable from the side effects) has ended. For that last part, I’m happy. I’m relieved. Watching them suffer was not easy. But they are missed. And they will continue to be missed because they were greatly loved, and they loved greatly.
Cancer hasn’t touch my life, it’s stomped on it. Repeatedly. It’s time I stomp back.