My mom died on July 18, 2013, of pancreatic cancer, a subtle blade that slips into the host so imperceptibly that by the time a presence is felt, it is almost always too late. Living about 16 months after her diagnosis, she was "lucky," at least by the new standards of the parallel universe of cancer world. We were all lucky and unlucky in this way. Having time to watch a loved one die is a gift that takes more than it gives.
from Healthy Living - The Huffington Post http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/12/03/grief_n_4380359.html?utm_hp_ref=healthy-living&ir=Healthy+Living
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from Healthy Living - The Huffington Post http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/12/03/grief_n_4380359.html?utm_hp_ref=healthy-living&ir=Healthy+Living
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