About the same time I was dealing with my grandmother getting cancer, a friend of mine was dealing with it, too.
She is a photographer I met online, and so gifted I can’t begin to express how much I love her work. She didn’t talk about my stuff, much, but when she saw something she liked, she told me, and I knew she wasn’t just being nice. Encouragement from her meant so much to me. So did the fact that she was so talented, and just about my age, and so down to earth and witty and wonderful.
She was diagnosed before my grandmother was, and went on chemo. It seemed pretty hard for her. Then she said she was stopping, and that it was her pancreas. Since Dan’s uncle died from that I just knew in my heart she didn’t have much longer.
And I wanted her to live. I wanted Nana to live too (I still start to say things about her, think of calling her, and then remember I can’t), but the shock of someone my age having cancer, and such a deadly form, really blew my mind. Who expects someone your age or younger to die?
Anyways, I wanted to pass this link on of her work. Kayleigh was especially fond of anything with wings. I liked it all.
I learned so much the short period of time I knew her.
Maybe tonight I am not ready to post much about Nana, but I can at least post about Kattaryna. And someone on Project Blog is blogging for a hospice for Kattaryna.