It is an astonishing understatement to say that dealing with cancer is difficult. Difficult to describe. Difficult to talk with others. It was difficult enough for me twelve years ago. And it remains difficult when I learn that someone else has to deal with the language concerning this abominable disease.
Perhaps because I write poetry, I think I believe that if I can find the right word, then I will win. I realize that is crazy, but I don’t care.
So, today I am tackling “got”. I hope it works for you and yours.
