Second day of Spring, the winter blanket lifts.
Today a blue sky, as it was a year ago.
Today a blue sky, as it was a year ago.
Chris read widely and deeply. This found form in the extremes of her 12 years of five cancers - five major operations, chemotherapy, radiotherapy, the awaiting and receiving of test results, and the continuing - when she spoke with rare expression.
At the start of this lot, as she awoke from the exploratory operation turned seven hour surgery:
"I am in a cauldron of pain."
Twelve years later, days before the end:
C : "I feel as if I have the bounty of the world upon me."
P : "What do you mean?"
C : "I feel so lucky."
Thank you again to all who loved and cared for Chris.
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