Carolina
Several years ago the parents of a friend of my son told us we were in for a treat. Their very best friends in the world were moving up the street from us. It turned out that the friends had a daughter the same age as our daughter and they ended up hanging out for a few years.
Times change, people change, kids change. Clare and Isabel didn’t hang out so much after a while but they always kept in touch.
What I didn’t know about the new family was that the mother, Carolina, was a breast cancer survivor. And a breast cancer survivor champion. She founded an organization for educating Hispanic women about breast cancer, then worked for a national breast cancer organization after leaving the one she founded in good hands.
When I heard that her cancer was back I fully expected her to beat it because that is who she was.
Carolina died last night.
Rest in peace.
Fuck you cancer.
damn. It’s hard to maintain hope sometimes.
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I’m so sorry. Fuck you cancer the perfect sentiment. (I am editing all sorts of gynecologic oncology chapters this week.) A friend I stayed with last week has a sister just diagnosed with breast cancer. It totally totally sucks.
I’m so sorry too…
Tears. I’m sorry.
Carolina was lovely! I’m sorry for your loss … cancer sucks!
Hugs and blessings,
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Such a beautiful woman, so alive-looking in the picture…when will this cancer plague stop?