December 2007
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Restart
Tomorrow, she starts again. Early in the morning, she’ll have her breakfast, stay in her pajamas and ride with her mom to Children’s Hospital to resume chemotherapy. She had a nice break for the holidays, and particularly enjoyed her time away from the needle. But it’s time to start again. The start of every new year marks an odd anniversary for us. It was precisely five years...
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Observations
She has a smile that strikes you when you’re in the middle of exhaling and leaves you gasping for air. Sometimes, I watch her and she appears to move in slow motion. The gentle crinkles of her smiling mouth barely change the shape of her face. Her cheeks rise just enough to cast a light without dimming the gracefulness of her piercing eyes. When she smiles, it is with her whole face. It is...