My dad was passing from lung cancer and I was desperate to feel differently. I trained for a full marathon, did hot yoga, started therapy, and bought a STRENGTH necklace. He ended up passing and it has taken me almost 2 years to even open the box.
I found out that my friend's father was also passing of cancer and it brought me back. I understood her pain, her frustration, how tired she was. I asked her how I could support her: plant a tree in his name, donate to cancer research, make her dinner? When I was walking out of the shower I saw the necklace. I felt like it was my dad showing it to me.
I hope that she finds some STRENGTH in her grieving. I hope she realizes that right now it's hour by hour, a day at a time... today.