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Dear Heidi,
I saw you at the 4-H meeting the other night. Your cast is down below your kneew now, but you're still on crutches. It's nothing new to you. You've been on them at least a third of your life.
Oh, how I wish it were different, but cancer doesn't pick and choose. It strikes at random, and when you were but a child it struck you a critical blow. You survived, but the metal rod in your leg wil lalways remind you of the past. Of how lucky you are.
Sympathy is something you don't want. That's not the way you are. You put on a mask of indifference, and most everyone believes that you really don't care. But anyone who knows you knows better than that. It's hard for you to admit it, but it hurts. Badly.
Now that you're back on crutches again, the pain is more apparent than ever. You don't have to be sad now for me to see the loneliness. When I last saw you, I ran up and flung my arms around you, becuase it's hard for me to see you looking so distant and jaded.
Don't let them get to you. And when, inevitably, they do, remember that you've got friends and that we love you so, SO much.
Love,
Bridget
I saw you at the 4-H meeting the other night. Your cast is down below your kneew now, but you're still on crutches. It's nothing new to you. You've been on them at least a third of your life.
Oh, how I wish it were different, but cancer doesn't pick and choose. It strikes at random, and when you were but a child it struck you a critical blow. You survived, but the metal rod in your leg wil lalways remind you of the past. Of how lucky you are.
Sympathy is something you don't want. That's not the way you are. You put on a mask of indifference, and most everyone believes that you really don't care. But anyone who knows you knows better than that. It's hard for you to admit it, but it hurts. Badly.
Now that you're back on crutches again, the pain is more apparent than ever. You don't have to be sad now for me to see the loneliness. When I last saw you, I ran up and flung my arms around you, becuase it's hard for me to see you looking so distant and jaded.
Don't let them get to you. And when, inevitably, they do, remember that you've got friends and that we love you so, SO much.
Love,
Bridget
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Day 10- Someone you don't talk to as much as you'd like to.
I love Heidi and miss her so much. We live quite close, but we almost never get to talk, even on the phone.
The story? Basically, she had bone cancer as a young child- about late elementary school was when she was pronounced cancer-free. She's a fantastic person, but all of the pain she's accumulated in her young life has been dragging her down lately. I'm worried for her.
I love Heidi and miss her so much. We live quite close, but we almost never get to talk, even on the phone.
The story? Basically, she had bone cancer as a young child- about late elementary school was when she was pronounced cancer-free. She's a fantastic person, but all of the pain she's accumulated in her young life has been dragging her down lately. I'm worried for her.
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