A Virtual Stone
September is National Childhood Cancer Awareness Month. I honestly hadn’t planned to write a piece about cancer. It’s been in me for a long time, but I never even considered letting it out until now. Still hopelessly torn, I ultimately took the easy way out and put it in my Step-Mother’s hands. I told her that I was thinking of writing a piece and if she agreed, would send it to her for approval before publishing. If Joyce said that I could write it, I would. If Joyce didn’t want me to, I would not.
I heard back from Joyce the same day: “I think that is lovely. I do not need to proof read it......I am sure it will be a wonderful tribute to him.”
When Jews go to the grave of a loved one, we leave a stone on their gravestone. It’s our way of saying “I was here, you are not forgotten”. I’m 1500 miles away from home so in this month dedicated to awareness of childhood cancers, this post will have to serve as a virtual stone on my (step)brother Peter’s gravestone.
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