A dear friend of mine, May, is a breast cancer survivor. She is one of the strongest, coolest, funniest, most amazing people I know. I don’t know all the details of her battle with the Big C, but she’s fought, and fought, and fought. And for a while she’s been okay.
She texted me today. She said she saw her oncologist, and there’s a metastasis in her left ilium. She’s changing her medications, and will start radiation therapy. She asked me to pray for her. I’m raging inside, because praying is all I can do.
Instrument of Karma 