What life can freely give
I am leaving for Seoul again, tomorrow. On Saturday, Rusty goes in for his second round of Taxol and Carboplatin. It will be another weekend of staying by his bed, making sure he has something to drink, eat.
Contrary to what most people think, it’s really not that hard on me, taking care of him. After a while, it becomes a habit. You are used to it. Taking temperatures, giving injections, doling out pills, cleaning the sheets. No, all that is simple. What is difficult is knowing that it’s possible - that even after giving your best - it may come to nothing. This love, what life sometimes freely give, it can take as easily.