A friend stopped by this afternoon and we talked quietly while the children played.
“I hate it that you hurt,” she said.
“Thanks. It could be worse,” I said.
“I know,” she said.
I lost two colleagues this week, I didn’t say, but I think she heard me anyway.
Rest now, Sarah and Betty. You’ve done your part, and the rest of us will carry on, speaking up, doing the work we love and advocating for the research to defang this beast called cancer. It may take our bodies, but it will not take our memories. You will be remembered.