Wednesday, 16 February 2011

More bad news. More cancer. More medication that doesn't work. Less time left together. Another round of phone-calls. More tears, endless tears. I can't understand why nothing is working. She was fit strong and healthy and this thing is eating her up from the inside and nothing even slows it down. I'm so sorry. My poor beautiful girl.


  1. my dear friends. i am so sorry.

  2. If love could cure cancer, she'd be in perfect health. I'm so sorry. You are too good for this.