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The Doctor looked up from the report, took a deep breath, and told us the news. Pancreatic Cancer.
My mind shut down. My husband went blank. Then just as quickly he turned inside, never to come out again from his introspection.
I don't blame him. It was all so surreal. This sort of thing happens to other people. Not to us. Not to him, Not to me.
I was numb. Speechless.
And then, furious. How could this be? We had done everything right. Sure we had dark moments and struggled as all people do. But we had stuck it out, woven our life around the tought times, and overcame the hardships. We had stayed positive, dammit!
Just look at all the good deeds we did. Weren't they bright enough? Shiny enough? Did we not prove ourselves enough?
I guess not....
"Not Bright Enough" is my energetic presentation to the Gods, like a child in school at show and tell, throwing a tantrum, demanding our good deeds be reconsidered, our sentence reduced.
No such luck. My husband's still dead.
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