in the past 2 years, she lost over 100 pounds.

the old fashioned way. meaning, she committed to a portion controlled diet, and, she exercised regularly. things were looking up. she felt good about herself, she gained that confidence and self belief that she can do anything if only she puts her heart, body, and soul into it. shedding the excess weight that everybody said threatened her health and her chance in life over all, made her feel secure.

then, out of nowhere, pancreatic cancer. what started as a sudden severe abdominal pain led to the big C. probably the latest stage, with the prospect of death obviously very tangible.

somewhere between the silence and the physical effort of taking in air, even without words, i heard her say that sometimes, life can be really unpredictably unfair. and THAT sucks.

i didn’t say it outloud, but yes, i agreed with her.

it’s like being sober for a year, getting comfortable with the fact that you have done your best to preserve your health and make it better, then being killed in a bizarre car accident that makes no sense.

i totally agreed with her unspoken words. which i’m sure she understood when i stood there in silence, looking at her without anything profound to say.