I need more time, I think. To do justice to what Susan Neiber and Rachel Cheetham Moro meant to me as a person with breast cancer, as a blogger, as a friend.
They need more time, they probably thought. To inform others that breast cancer is not over despite how pretty it looks dressed in pink.
People still get diagnosed. People still die. People still get left behind.
My thoughts today are with Rachel’s Beloved, Anthony and her devoted companion, Newman.
My thoughts are with Susan’s husband and the two young boys she so often described as her source of strength and her greatest joy.
If I could dim the lights on my blog, I would. This is the only way I know how.