I was going to write something pithy, sarcastic, possibly even scathing. I have a little list I keep of possible post ideas, things I don’t want to forget. I don’t have a lot of time to write these days so keeping these bits seemed important.
Only now it doesn’t.
I woke up this morning to a message from a dear friend’s fiance. She had been battling breast cancer since late 2018. Like so many she didn’t win.
My pithy bullshit hardly seems appropriate now.