Why is this affecting me so much?
I didn't even know her. Not really. I had to go back through old entries in the community to remember what her story was. I had to search my email to find out if she'd ever actually said anything to me. She's hardly been active in the community since I joined--she'd just found out that it was no longer in remission shortly after I joined the community and I suppose she was busy trying to get better. Is it that I know she was a person in a way that I don't know that all the other people who die every day are people? Am I just scared because it reminds me of how fragile my own life and those of the people I love are?
Josh and I went out to dinner tonight because I'm going to be gone until Monday night, and as we were finishing up the little girl at the table next to ours was telling her family that a little boy in her class got Leukemia. She kept saying it over and over again because the grown ups weren't really paying attention to her. I hadn't cried before... I suppose I'll be done at some point. Soon hopefully.
Josh and I went out to dinner tonight because I'm going to be gone until Monday night, and as we were finishing up the little girl at the table next to ours was telling her family that a little boy in her class got Leukemia. She kept saying it over and over again because the grown ups weren't really paying attention to her. I hadn't cried before... I suppose I'll be done at some point. Soon hopefully.