I leave today for a week in Orlando for a Caregivers conference. Longest we have been apart since John’s surgery. I notice that my mind calculates time this way.
Yesterday in the car on our way to a concert we were listening to the Yankees game and there was a public service announcement for Colon Cancer screening. We both listened and didn’t speak. It’s always there.
We talk about the future. We talk about “when we are old” but cancer and its nasty statistics are always there. And I calculate. I plan for a wedding and a funeral. I dream of white and black. My contingency plan is always in place. Cancer is the hum in the background. It’s always there.
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