I Really Hate Cancer!

A few years ago, friends from DC moved out to Arkansas so that he could go to law school.  Maybe a year into that move, he found out that he had a brain tumor.  She was lucky enough to have a surprisingly understanding job that let her up and move with him to Houston to have surgery and treatment.  Months later they moved back to Arkansas to finish treatments.  He even eventually went back to law school part time.  Though later quit due to lack of stamina and the realization that he no longer had the passion for it.  Things were up and down but mostly up.  Ish.  Until they were way down.  And about three weeks ago, he was moved into a Hospice center.  The end was near. 

My girlfriends and I were heartbroken to know that our dear, sweet friend would lose her husband before they grew old together.  Thirty is just too young to die.  We prayed and begged God to let him live just a few more weeks.  A miracle. 

But God does things in His own timing.  Sucky as it may seem.  Last night, surround by his amazing wife and lots of family and friends, he passed on from this life to the next adventure.  Just four weeks shy of meeting his baby girl.  Their first child.

If you believe, please say a little prayer for my sweet friend who became a widow last night and will become a mother next month.  If you are not a believer, just a positive thought would equally be appreciated. 

Another dear family friend is ironically having surgery at this very moment on a similar brain tumor.  She was terrified and nervous. She has had a long and horrible battle.  This is a last hope to give her another half a year. 

What are the odds?  I have been a bucket of tears since last night!  It drives me nuts that stuff like this will just never make sense.

I really hate cancer!