crying in the supply closet
I won’t go into specifics and I’ll be brief. A good friend of mine received some possibly bad news yesterday regarding her husband’s cancer. A treatment that was seemingly going well has recently taken a down turn and caused new and rapid tumor growth.
For a woman who has been through so much in the past few years, my mind is boggled by why she can’t catch a break. It’s unfair. Just plain unfair.
So we cried in the supply closet. We cried for her husband, we cried for her daughter, we cried for her. Mostly we cried because life is just so damn unfair sometimes.
Tonight I’m sitting here with an empty heart and no tears left to cry because I left them all in the supply closet. Thank God there’s a great cache of tissue boxes in there. We needed them today.