. . . may only be on this earth for a few more days.

Pray for her, if that's the sort of thing you do.

I've tried praying, but I may just cuss God out when/if she finally succombs to the cancer. The unfairness of it all gets to me, despite the great attitude Cathy maintained: she was truly aware of what a crap shoot this life business is.

I want a miracle, folks.

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