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There are not enough Costco-sized bottles of whiskey in the world

C's dad has been having some health problems--well, he's always had health problems--but this time it's more dire. Tennis ball-sized growth in one kidney. Scheduling surgery as well as bone testing to make sure the cancer hasn't spread.

Related: My stepdad called at 6:30 this morning(9:30 Texas time). I thought he was calling to give me news. Instead, he said P. was having a moment of energy and clarity. It could be due to the medicine, he said, or it could be a "final rally" before she passes.

The nurse says we need to let her know it's OK to go, he said.

But on the other end of the phone I couldn't find the words to say "It's OK to die."

"I just want you to have peace," I told her. "And I know we'll see each other again."

It's only Tuesday but this has already been a stupid, awful goddamned week.

Please send love and good vibes.

12:28 pm - 06.10.15

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