For those, of course I was sad, but I took comfort in knowing they were Home and healthy...they had nothing else to do here on earth.
About 9 months after I was diagnosed Stage 4, I lost my first friend who was a mom of 2 boys. We would trade Skylanders we had double of...is how we got to do each other outside our support group. Her reoccurrence threw me like nothing I ever expected. I honestly thought since me trial drug was working on me, it would surely work for her too. It didn't. I was shocked as the truth of this slapped me in the face.
Stage 4 breast cancer does kill, and it doesn't care who.
9 years later, I have been to way TOO many services. And all of these way too many services were for women UNDER 43 <insert eye roll> and 90% of them had a family with children.
This is where my beat-up heart gets ripped to shreds. It is the children left behind in the wake of cancer destruction that makes me break down. I can too easily put our family in that place, and it takes me to my knees in sorrow and fear.
Please send Peace and Love to the K family as they all deal with the aftermath of breast cancer.