One More...For Dawn

Another friend from the support group gave up the fight today. I was never very close to her. The support room can get to be crowded a lot of the time and she just wasn't the kind of person that I chose for my friends. We were usually only cordially polite to each other. Still it was like a stone falling through my soul a few weeks ago when I heard that she'd been taken to hospice and I cried tonight when we got the news of her death. Not crocodile tears, but tears that well up in the sadness that this disease causes. It is an icy soberness that fills me when I hear that someone died of cancer, especially breast cancer. I don't even have to know the person to feel it. But when it's someone from the room, it's different. It's more personal. We have all been surviving this together and when one of us dies the reality sets in that we may not actually survive.