We sat on a small bench at Moffitt, waiting for the valet to get our car. We couldn’t help but notice those around us, as they waited for their rides.
“It’s a great equalizer”, my sister commented. Cancer does not discriminate. Rich or poor, black or white, old or young, thin or fat, male or female — the entire spectrum of humanity has been afflicted with this deadly disease.
I also watched the care givers tending to those they love — pushing wheel chairs, a tender touch, a reassuring hug. It’s a difficult fight for anyone to go at alone.
It’s also a great litmus test of family and friends. A test of who rises to the occasion, and those that fade with meaningless platitude. My only unanswered question, is why does it always get the good ones?
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