Words written by Wallace Stevens speak to all of us who have walked the cancer road. Thought I would share them, in light of Al’s words and all of our thoughts.
Upon the bank she stood
In the cool of spent emotions
She felt, among the leaves, The dew of old devotions.
We walk for them. We light candles for them. We dream about them. They are always in our hearts.
We are the ones left behind to make sure they are forever remembered. It is an honor to remember them.