Things being what they are, would you like to find out about one intense treat? Her name is Sasha, and we are dear companions. In spite of the age contrast (she is around 60 and I am 16) we are two companions that won't ever be separated. That is the reason I was so terrified when she got tumor.
Sasha experienced 1 years of chemo that made her ghastly thin and amazingly wiped out. Despite the fact that she should not have been feeling incredible, I can't recall a period when there wasn't a grin comprehensively extending from ear to ear all over. She generally had something pleasant to state and open arms. Now and again, she contemplated others than she did herself.
She is my stone, my life, my spirit, my coach, and my blessed messenger. She is an awesome blessing that was sent down to me. I am so grateful for her.
I urge you to remain free, figure out how to watch snails, plant inconceivably gardens'make companions with flexibility and vulnerability, anticipate dreams.
We should all live like Sasha...love like you'll never cherish again, live like you'll never live again, grin like it's the most entertaining thing is the world.