This afternoon, after I tried to call her five times, Mom called me.
I asked her how she was, and she said ‘Not so good.’
The doctors told her that Dad has a mass at the end of his spine.
They can’t operate. They can’t fix it.
There’s nothing we can do. There’s nothing we can do.
Oh, Mom. Your life is changing so much, and not for the better.
It’s going to be so hard for you. Alone.
You’ve never been alone. Really, ever.
I won’t leave you alone. Ever.