It's funny how quickly the meaning of words can change for you. How something so inconsequential can suddenly provoke such a strong response.
For example, twenty three has changed for my family. Twenty three now means "too young" in my family, it means a time of pain and a time of fear. Twenty three is no longer just my age; it's my dark time. It's the time when I had to think about my life being over.Twenty three used to make my mom smile. It always made her laugh that I was paranoid that twenty three was old. Now, it only makes her cry.
Cancer has already changed so much about my life. How I look and how I sound. And especially how I think. I wonder how much else will change...
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