This ones for Rachel

Sigh....................
I would rather not be writing this but Rachel would rather not be dealing with it either so there you go.
Rachel we love you.
Its odd really how close I feel to her. We've never met and yet the connection is strong.
One that has simply always been there.
We could not be more different in so many ways. Our lifestyles, our heritage, yet none of it matter.
It is all about the core of the person. Plus we share many disfunctions.

Now we share one more thing.
A diagnosis that takes you to your knees.
I know she will be fine. They caught it early, she has great support. A fabulous husband who is a doctor and will make sure nothing but the best will happen.
It will not be easy and the physical manifestations suck but they are survivable.

No, its the scar and the journey that concern me.
The emotional one.

You see, no matter how many or how deeply we care, this is a journey you take by yourself.

If you want to know the true meaning of terror, just let someone tell you that you have cancer.
I would do anything in the world to spare her of this.
I cannot, but the fixer in me struggles.......and cries.
I do not believe this type of thing happens for a reason. I think sometimes bad things happen and we are forced to deal with them.
Platitudes will get her nowhere at the moment.
 Only time.
Forward motion my friend, forward motion.