A friend who I used to see sporadically took me to the hospital on Tuesday. He not only refused a contribution to the fuel and the tea leaves he had brought back from England for me, but he plans to do this every week (the lift, not the tea!). Perhaps it is because his wife has cancer so he understands. But then this could be a reason why some people would offer little.
Yesterday a long term but passing acquaintance, agreed to have coffee with me, and shared quite a lot. She had breast cancer and radiotherapy last year.It was good to talk about some of the similarities and difference.
Later I felt really sad thinking of her. Perhaps it is easier to feel sad for someone else rather than oneself ?
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