She is my person
My birthdays have sucked lately.
We went in for an emergency MRI on Friday, despite all our plans.
The cancer is growing stronger and bigger while she’s growing weaker and sicker.
And I die a little every minute.
That she loves me as deeply as she does is worth more than anything you might imagine. And I love her so. I would do anything to take this from her.
I would do anything.
For those of you that have read me for years, you know I struggle with depression and dark thoughts. I struggle now.
The people in my life know that too. So I called my mom last night.
Her: …and you? Will you be ok?
Me: No. But I’m not going to hurt myself if that’s what you’re asking.
Her: I am.
Me: I have to raise our son. I won’t let him grow up alone.
Her: Promise me.
Me: Mom, I already promised her.
Location: the saddest place you know
Mood: absolutely f_____g crushed
Music: And oh my love remind me, what was it that I said?