My car was packed. I was inside enjoying the company of family when my phone rang. My sister was calling. I was unprepared for what followed. My mother had been feeling poorly, so my sister had taken her to the emergency room. Suddenly, she was saying a stream of horrifying words.
Pancreas. Stomach. Colon. Uterus. Liver. Metastasized. Malignant.
I know these words. This is fifth time I have walked with family into this journey of cancer.
I cannot stop crying! I am gasping! Nooooooooo!