Now is one of those times.
My oldest sister Jan, 55, is dying of cancer. Except for the occasion of an absolute miracle, her time on earth is coming quickly to a close.
She was diagnosed with breast cancer 8 years ago, and at the time it had already spread to other areas of her body… bones, spine, and eventually her brain.
She has undergone all the treatments the specialists can give her or even think of… and has survived some six years. This week the doctors sent her home from the hospital, and her husband Dan — one of the finest men I have ever met — has arranged for hospice care.
Dan and Jan Geist just celebrated their 32nd anniversary in June.
It is, in the end, just a part of life.
The part I do not know how to talk about.