Your friend has cancer. Every genuine, heartfelt phrase you want to share sounds cliché and the more you delete and rewrite, the more your words become faded Hallmark sentiments. “How can I express to her how I’m feeling?” “How can I help?”
Growing peppers is fascinating, yet equally frustrating. My modest pepper garden has an extravagant history of false starts, flustered efforts, and full fails.
I’m writing this for the other people like me, who, at some point wondered if they were getting it all wrong, if they were incapable of true love, if they were broken because they couldn’t surrender their hearts with abandon.
I “flow” because I’m a little lazy. It takes a lot of fight and energy to beat back the river.
If you’re not sure if you should be sharing your friend’s story, read this.
I had known you for twenty years, but in ten months, I learned I didn’t know you at all.
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