99.9% of the time, I write about defective hearts. Not tonight.
I met a young lady named Laura while in college and we are friends to this very day. A month or so ago I got an email from her; her father has been battling cancer for quite a while now. He’s put up a brave fight, but the cancer is starting to win. He’s comfortable and is being cared for, and feels that his tasks here on Earth have been fulfilled.
With Laura’s permission, I ask all my readers to please keep the family in your thoughts: that he will be comfortable for all of the days that he has been granted; and for the family, that in their time of sadness they’ll recall a life well lived.
With love to Laura and her family;