Twelve days ago, I learned that a friend of mine had passed away from cancer. I was alone when I heard the news and I had so many questions. How could she have been so sick, and I had no idea? When did she know, and why didn’t she tell me? She seemed fine the last time that we had met – if somewhat tired and stressed. It was nothing out of the ordinary,…
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