I don't really know what to write here. I've been trying to put my thoughts into words but they just aren't coming.
I didn't even know you.
We shared one class throughout all of high school.
The only thing I did know about you was that you were a good friend to my best friend as well as my little brother. And I knew that you had been diagnosed with cancer.
I kept wanting to reach out. I didn't know how that would come across or if you were even interested in bringing more sick into your life.
I so desperately wanted to be someone you could talk to because I know navigating this world is very difficult when you are fighting such a horrific disease.
Today I learned you passed.
I didn't know what to do. At first I thought I might cry, but then I just kind of sat there, frozen.
The events of the last few years unfolded right in front of me.
When you're sick, you know that death is a real possibility any time you take a step. Every single day is a gamble but you continuously put the thought in the back of your mind. As selfish as it sounds, I began to cry for myself. It made me think of all the things this disease has already stolen from me and of all the things I probably won't get to do because of it. I cried for myself and the losses I've felt but I also cried for the losses people might feel upon my passing.
And I definitely cried for the loss and heartbreak people are so clearly feeling in your absence.
Life is so fragile.
I can't stop thinking about how damn selfish these stupid diseases are. How ridiculous it is that they even exist.
I'm sad for the people who have lost their battles all around the world. I am sad for your friends and family. And I am angry. I am angry that the voice of cancer and the voice of chronic illness with never be loud enough.
Rest easy sweet Katherine. I'm at peace to know that you are pain free.
I didn't even know you.
We shared one class throughout all of high school.
The only thing I did know about you was that you were a good friend to my best friend as well as my little brother. And I knew that you had been diagnosed with cancer.
I kept wanting to reach out. I didn't know how that would come across or if you were even interested in bringing more sick into your life.
I so desperately wanted to be someone you could talk to because I know navigating this world is very difficult when you are fighting such a horrific disease.
Today I learned you passed.
I didn't know what to do. At first I thought I might cry, but then I just kind of sat there, frozen.
The events of the last few years unfolded right in front of me.
When you're sick, you know that death is a real possibility any time you take a step. Every single day is a gamble but you continuously put the thought in the back of your mind. As selfish as it sounds, I began to cry for myself. It made me think of all the things this disease has already stolen from me and of all the things I probably won't get to do because of it. I cried for myself and the losses I've felt but I also cried for the losses people might feel upon my passing.
And I definitely cried for the loss and heartbreak people are so clearly feeling in your absence.
Life is so fragile.
I can't stop thinking about how damn selfish these stupid diseases are. How ridiculous it is that they even exist.
I'm sad for the people who have lost their battles all around the world. I am sad for your friends and family. And I am angry. I am angry that the voice of cancer and the voice of chronic illness with never be loud enough.
Rest easy sweet Katherine. I'm at peace to know that you are pain free.