birch & raven

My friend is dying. It’s shitty, and ridiculous, and completely unfair. She’s my age, with two young children and a husband who adores her and brothers and parents and a community who loves her…and she’s dying. I read her periodic journal posts about how’s she’s dealing with her diagnosis and her grief at leaving her wonderful life much sooner than she ever anticipated or would want. Then I read the comments and tributes and consider […]