He leaned back and there was a thump when he hit the back of the elevator. He let out a huge sigh just as he hit, so much so, it got my attention.
It was late in the day at the cancer center and as soon as I looked at him, I knew he’d been there since the crack of dawn.
His eye lids were draped over eyes that had seen too much of cancer this day.
When he looked over at me, all I could do was smile and say “Long day?” He barely smiled back, happy now, that the elevator provided such a strong shoulder for him to lean on. He nodded and almost in a whisper said, “My wife had so much to do today. She’s here for her cancer…and radiation.” “I’m just here for her.”
When the doors opened and he made his move to leave, I told him to take care of himself…that it’s important for her, that he stay rested and strong.
“It’s so hard,” he said “but I’ll try.”
“I know,” I answered.