4:23 #iGotCancer
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Ongoing, First published Jan 14, 2016
On January 31, Quinn Fosters life changed and it wasn't for the better.

Never did she expect that on a boring Monday morning, she'd get a call at work that would not only impact her, but also be the beginning of the end of her happiness as she knew it. 

Not only did Quinn not prepare herself for the call, but hadn't also prepared to face the reality of what had been staring her in the face for so long; Her boyfriend, best friend and love of her life, Charles "Charlie" Bradford was on his final moments of his battle with pancreatic cancer and that his final wish was for his other half; the piece of his missing puzzle, Quinn , were to be there to heal him and of course; set him free. 

On January 31, Quinn learned how to let go, despite the pain it caused her for doing so.

Part of Project IGotCancer :)

If you or a loved one have ever suffered the loss of somebody you loved, just know that sometimes, if you're truly ready... It is okay to let go.❤️
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