I have gotten used to this place. They made me feel at home. I look forward to my night conversations with Traci. She is my night nurse and we talk when I am still awake. Our bond is like a mother and daughter relationship. As the days go by I get visited less and less each week. Traci explains to me that they might have gotten busy. My parents have seen me in almost a month. Did they forget about me?
YOU ARE READING
Fight Song
RomanceSome say that cancer means that it's the end of the world, but it's just the beginning of a whole new journey.
