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I should wait with this one. It is hard to read, but I don't know if it will get easier in another year, or two years, or more. We're so lucky surgery went well, and Larry's prognosis is excellent. Still, each time we go for another Mayo Clinic visit, these memories come back.
5:00 p.m. on September
5, 2014
The
early September sunlight shines through the window,
lovely,
soft, and cool
I’m
here, across the room from you, looking out at the light
you are
almost a silhouette
against
the window, your features barely there.
Minutes
ago you heard the news, that it’s cancer. Not that
we
didn’t expect it, knowing for weeks but not sure which of the
possibilities
would win the biopsy battle.
It’s
the old foe, you were told. A renal cell tumor,
a
traveler through time
here to
remind us of our mortality.
We’re
given hope and optimism and appointments. Not ready
yet for
that which is inevitable for each of us. “Years and years”, he said.
We
believe him. For now.
9/5/14
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