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I won't gummy this up with a bunch of sugary sweet platitudes. I love these cards. Period.
Let's face it, shit happens and often times a crap load of shit happens to our parents, lovers, best friends, bloggers with whom we have an incredible bond, whom we love dearly. . .
And often times we are struck for what to say, fearful that we'll say the wrong thing, muddy up the waters with too much sugar. Folks dealing with serious illness need to know we care and many need us to deliver real talk, if we're going to say anything at all.
A couple of FB peeps posted about these cards and I thought I'd share.
#fuckcancer
How sad it is that I'm beginning to need cards like this by the case.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the link. I will, sadly, be shopping.
I know. I have heard the refrain it seems non-stop in the last two years.
DeleteAnd the rest: ditto.
I completely agree with you and with 8th. I hate that we need them, am glad that we have them. But damn, I wish cancer were something in the cured pile.
ReplyDeleteNothing to add except sigh.
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DeleteReally pertinent cards there, D. Yes, it's too bad we need them... Thanks for the link, though. I think I'll order some for when T needs cheering up.
ReplyDeleteSigh.
In my best (which isn't good at all) Esther Rolle (as Florida Evans) voice: "damn DaMn DAMN!!" with regard to there being a need for such sentiment. Doubling the sighs
DeleteJust stopped by to say hi, and found you still pertinent, relevant and warm. I miss your posts..and the you that shines though them.
ReplyDeleteHey,
DeleteThanks for stopping by. Think of you often, missing you and your art, much.
Thank you for the kind words. Peace, be still.