Apr 08, 2004 10:51
My friend's mom is dying.
I don't know what to do for him.
I've known her for so long... I remember when she came into our second grade class and teach us spanish. I remember her heavy spanish accent, and her deep voice.
I remember how she could barely move but she dragged herself to graduation to give him his diploma.
I don't know how to talk to him, how to handle it.
It was only a year ago when we found out. she's already ready to go.
Her internal bleeding has already started, and his dad said that it's down to the days.
It's his first year of college. Monica hasn't even gone to prom.
argh. I don't know what to do. I can't even put myself in his position.
I want to be there when it happens.
Ew and here I am smoking when she's dying of cancer. I'm such a fucking bitch. I'm so stupid.
I guess everything happens for a reason. And I'll quit smoking now.
thank you Ruth*