Gray Day With Red Car

Drive-to-Kaiser-again-day. Day one of third chemo session tinged very much with thoughts of my sister and her many similar trips, of a friend with difficult news meaning more similar trips for him, and another friend who suddenly lost her oldest daughter, so flew to California with her very ill husband who - whew, my oh my, has had and continues to have many similar trips. It won't stop there either, will it? There'll be trips upon trips.
What kind of a flash mob can we come up with featuring all the fear, dread, pain, loss, and grief? We could stamp our feet and sway. Everyone could join in.

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