No words
I had no idea what he would say when at the checkout I stop to pass the time of day. How are you doing , good that’s okay and Ellen I heard she was unwell is she okay .
He told me, my friend , his dear wife had only a finger hold left on life.There was no hope they have been told. His fortitude and his daughters face made my blood run cold.
I could see the pained look on his daughters face, both of them trying not to cry I’d reach out but this was not the place. I could say nothing he had not heard before. I told him this, then a look of relief in his eyes I saw.
It would not have help for me to have laboured the point, or to have said any more. It was clear he knew how I felt, and he would of heard it all before.
They finished packing their shopping and as they left they promised to give her my love leaving me lost and bereft.
I hate Cancer it is so cruel it attacks anyone be they wise or a fool. It has no respect for those who are good and kind it tears up your body and it slaughters your mind. If I could kill it I really would it is wicked and bad and evil and does no one any bloody good.
