PEOPLE: Expression

A friend is coming for dinner tonight. We will sit and drink my homemade wine; probably a good bit of it. We will talk of our beloved C. and of the cancer. We will cry and get it out so whenever we see her it will just be normal, like all the times together in all the years. We need to support each other now, see through the lies we tell ourselves as well as the truth that scares us silly. She is a nurse and knows too much, I am not and know too little. Either way we have perceptions that must unite to understand and deal with this crisis if we are to be the friends that C. can depend upon as she always could before. Honesty and love will be the paths that merge to lead the three of us together on from here.