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Thursday, 1 February 2018

1 February





Saturday I picked my mum up at the train station and drove her home.

My sister, in Connecticut, has stage 4 colon cancer

and my mum was there to help her through her 2nd

chemo treatment. 

It's terrible, unbearable sadness. 

To see my mum get off the train so beaten down and filled with sorrow.

And my poor sister....

there are no words for such things. 

We stopped at the market so mum could pick up something for her dinner

and she bought me a lovely bouquet of pink tulips.

I have them on my kitchen table

to ward off the snowy coldness of the world outside the windows. 



5 comments:

  1. Oh I am so sorry to hear this! Best wishes and light for healing.

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  2. I am so sorry to hear about your dear sister. I pray that she receives comfort and healing. My dear brother is battling bone cancer and in earlier January lost half of his Voctorian home to fire. But he is ever faithful and I am truly thankful.

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  3. "Moon and stars pour their healing light on you."
    Wishing you and yours well.
    Peace.

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  4. Terribly sad news.Your poem is a beautiful expression of grief. May God bless your family.and give you all the strength to endure this difficult time in your lives.

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  5. I am so deeply sorry to hear about your sister, my friend. Bless your mom who went to see her on the train and be with her. Sending you thoughts of comfort and love.

    ~Sheri

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Deep peace of the running wave to you.
Deep peace of the flowing air to you.
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you.
Deep peace of the shining stars to you.
Deep peace of the gentle night to you.
Moon and stars pour their healing light on you

peace blogger

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