Stuck on the Top of a Mountain in the Middle of a Haboob. A Haboob. Google it. It’s real.
Ronan. I made it through today. But tomorrow has to come now, too. The 9th. 16 months. Oh, and don’t forget August 13th, your diagnoses day. It’s always something around here. What choice do I have but to keep rolling with the punches? I don’t. This fucking bullshit grief/bereaved parent/life thing is such fucking bullshit.…A Haboob (google it. it’s real), angels, anger, arizona, AZ, best friends, bullshit, Cancer, Chemotherapy, childhood cancer, Childhood Disease, Conditions and Diseases, Danger Day, Energy, F U 16 months tomorrow, F U Cancer, faith, Health, honesty, i love you, I love your daddy, inferno night hiking, kindness of strangers, Little Miss Sunshine with a Black Cloud, maya thompson, Neuroblastoma, new york city, Parenting, phoenix children’s hospital, Religion & Spirituality, ro, RoChuch, Rockstar Ronan, signs, Star Wars
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