
In the first 48 hours after my diagnosis, this was the only thing I could do. I could write. I pulled my favorite orange bowl chair out to the only sunny spot left in our yard, and I started to type. And I have kept typing. The writing helps me process, and records this journey as it unfolds, both for me and for all those who want to share it with us. Intially, updates came through lenghthy e-mails. However, this seems like a fitting way to continue to share this experience. Namaste.
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Trisha, I can't find your email so I googled you. This is Jess, Liz's sister. I have some bad news abotu a death in Eric's family. Please call me at 206.795.3592 ASAP. Thanks!!
Jess
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