My First Chemo Buddy Died

My first chemo buddy died last week.  This has probably been the saddest news I have heard since I was diagnosed.  She was a caring, kind hearted, bright woman who was always smiling, always willing to talk to the newbies, to help out, to show us the way, to offer support.  And she died.  She died of a disease that we are told is one of the most treatable cancers.  

She was three months older than me.  She had 4 kids. She had a husband.  She had a life before and after cancer.  She had friends.  She had family.  And now she is gone. And it's sad.  It's so, so sad.  

I am sad for me and I am sad for her family.  This news was hard and hit deep and I am still trying to wrap my head around it.  

She was a special person who knew she was going to die.  She talked about it.  She talked about not seeing her boys graduate.  About not being around.  But it doesn't make this any easier.  

She was a kind sole with so much to offer the world. And now she is gone.