As Time Stands Still...

Or so it seems, as we wait...

And then the clock speeds up and the words you don't want to hear come spilling out.  You want to rewind, to keep the worst at bay.  But, there it is, the word I was hoping against all hope I would not hear from my brother's lips...cancer.  I could just scream every obscenity in the book (if I was the screaming, cursing type).  If only that would make everything better for him.

This is the part I remember from my brother's first diagnosis, when nothing is happening and
the anxiety of not knowing the prognosis or treatment fills the day, while the rest of the world whirls around you, like nothing out of the ordinary is happening.

And so we wait again, for something to hold onto.