She was always smiling. That was the first thing that struck me about my mother-in-law. Her smile. Sincere, loving, genuine. I’m sure she wasn’t always smiling, but that’s how I always see her in my mind. Smiling sweetly, blue eyes twinkling, …
The Beauty in the Tragedy
I’ve been thinking lately about time. It’s been seven weeks since my mother-in-law was diagnosed with stage IV pancreatic cancer. Seven weeks. We don’t know how many days or weeks we have left with her, but unless there’s a miracle …