One of the nurses told me that the sadness would come in waves.
This must be my 2nd wave of sadness. It is bigger and deeper than the first, welling up inside me and sometimes spilling over in tears. It is about my particular misfortune – my breast cancer – but it is also about all the misfortunes of life, mine as well as others. It is about natural disasters like tsunamis as well as imperfections and break down of body. Things that happen that are out what seems to be ordinary and that bring suffering.
This is my world and this is my life.
It’s nobody’s fault, but the way things are. I suppose I could get mad at God.