They gave us one day to adjust before beginning what people so eloquently refer to as a “journey.” No one ever talks about what happens when it’s not a trip you want to take. Or when you can’t find the map. Or when you find yourself without a guide. Or when you realize that the wheels have fallen off the car and you are perilously close to crashing.
No. They don’t talk about that in the lovely pink brochures decorated with delicate line drawings of roses. Making cancer pretty has become almost a cottage industry. There’s nothing pretty about saying goodbye to someone you love.