January 31, 2008
Mere minutes are left to sum up the month and only 89 words left to do it. But how can I try to make a conclusion to a life that can be so difficult to predict, explain, or control. Today my Uncle was diagnosed with very aggressive cancer. He’s in his sixties but has a very young heart. My family is devastated. What’s worse is that now my other 3 uncles are at a 40% greater risk. I hate how ungrateful the flirtation with loss can make you feel. Like a million unsaid words suddenly arise out of the sadness.