Last evening, I visited a very dear friend who was diagnosed with cancer in November 2006. At this point, not only is she confined to her home, but she’s unable to eat or from the look of it last night, unable to keep down liquids as well.
I hadn’t planned on it, but at one point, I told her how much I will miss her. It was totally spontaneous and while it certainly made sense to acknowledge that most gigantic of elephants, it feels like I’ve betrayed my friend by giving up while she is still battling to remain with us.