Sunday, September 30, 2007

I'm so sad. I have this friend in England - we "met" through my blog - whose young son had ependymoma and a trach. The son died today.

His name was Lawrence. He liked to cook and to make tea and coffee and to watch Mr. Tumble. He had two pandas, and he did not like to take baths.

In a stupid, mixed-up postmodern world where diseases help people make friends over the internet, this space seemed like one where I could just say these things.




My sorrow on this can't compare to his family's, so let's just be silent. No comments on this one.


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