Years ago, someone asked me who my real-life heroes
were (as opposed to frex Captain Picard), and thought
it odd when I replied, after some thought, that my
parents were. That answer remains true today, having
watched them confront my mom's pancreatic cancer,
diagnosed just over three years ago; not in-your-face
bravery, but the tight-lipped determination to fight
such a terminal diagnosis with everything (surgery,
radiation, chemotherapy), and then the long, long
journey toward accepting that some wars cannot be won.
Not graceful acquiescence, not pretty surrender -
while Mom portrayed the gracious officer's wife
flawlessly, she grew up in the projects of
Philidelphia, and never lost that inner tough core -
but begrudging retreat when the cancer returned last
year. Dad's steadfast faithfulness never ceased,
though I am sure it must have wobbled at times. She
died at home, as she wished.
Debbi
Bless Hospice Maru
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