Someone I love has terminal cancer and has been given less than 6 months to live…
It’s not my story to share, but I can share that I am so desperately sad.
And I feel strangely ill-equipped. I have experience with sudden death, from my mom, and slow illness paired with near-death, from my dad. But certain death, with an uncertain timeline, feels new…
Helpful, in that there’s space to say and do All The Things. But so desperately sad.
Any advice for this last chapter? I’ll take it all ❤️
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