Hannah
TW: death of a parent
“I wasn't so afraid when she got diagnosed, " I began, my feet sinking in the snow. “I mean I was, but it seemed somehow unreal, maybe it was a denial, I don’t know. But she seemed okay at first glance. I even thought they might have made a mistake. That the results were wrong and she was in fact fine. But then things started getting worse. I think it was when the medicines, the pills, the blisters- when they started to cover our entire kitchen counter that I started realizing things were bad. I was afraid at some point- of everything- of being unable to do anything, to … I was so afraid I would find her dead when I woke up one morning. “
“I am sorry, “he says, his fingertips brushing mine.
“Thank you. But we did what we could. And we had enough time to
