My life-long best friend called me today to let me know that her mother lost her battle with cancer last night. My friend seems to be on auto pilot - making all the arrangements and trying to tend to her father.
I had such flash backs of my childhood, primarily because not a day went by that I wasn't invading their home and overstaying my welcome.
She had just retired and the two of them were making big plans. The thing about cancer is that it really doesn't care about your plans.. for this family - cancer changed everything.
My friend's father has to go on - He has to be the survivor!
