She was the only person I knew with four initials, none because of marriage. Cancer stalked her every move, and so she was always a blur of motion. I found her faith in alternative cures, foods, exercise plans, and spiritual paths exhausting. “Just eat a sandwich!” I wanted to shake her. She stayed true, and so did cancer.
Sigh.
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Oh, that last sentence.
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I understand her desire to try anything. I understand your exhaustion with her.
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