You’re Woody and I’m Diane.
“Life is too short. and peace feels good. Take that last breath and travel well.” This what I wrote years ago when my uncle passed 3 years after my mother did of the same thing, cancer. Just yesterday my roommate told me to write in a journal and with all my excuses of why I couldn’t, or why it was hard for me- today I happen to look in one journal, one of the many….and...