July 12th 2010:

My little brother has cancer.

I am hoping the more I write it, the more I hear myself say those words, that we will have already defeated it. I want nothing more than to steal the cancer away, let it course through my blood instead.




My little brother. He shouldn’t have to deal with this. He shouldn't have to be scared.

I spent too much time on the internet looking at lymphoma wrist bands, pins, volunteer opportunities, marathons and walks - as if getting passionate about this cause will make it leave my brother alone.
My little brother.

I'm being selfish, putting this here. It's mostly a way for me to deal with the day-to-day, to tell without telling. Maybe somehow this self-serving little blog will help another sister experience the journey - or it can just stay on the internet forever and remind me to tell my family how much I love them.