When I found out you were ill, I hoped it was someones idea of sick humor, but about cancer, we never joke. So, you put on the mantle of a heavy yoke.
I was with you every day. I tried to give you rest from its weight, but no matter what we couldn't change your fate.'
At first, we shopped a lot, looking for the perfect top and late mornings it was our favorite "Property Brothers" TV program. (You preferred the Real Estate Agent. I liked the one with the tools.)
You craved sweets, so lots of cakes were baked and we were animals, not needing plates, as we ate right from the pan.
At times, my thoughts would stray, thinking how 30 years ago, my good health was taken away. The struggle its been to get up every day, the feelings of uselessness and unrelenting pain.
You were the one who held sisters and brothers together, the glue that kept us from falling apart.
Sue, in a heartbeat I'd have taken the illness from you. You had so much more living to do, while my living has been trying to endure.
In a heartbeat I would have taken the illness from you.