Life, Death, and Tea Leaves

Cancer is so unfair. It doesn't care who it affects, it just goes for anyone that breathes. I personally know few with cancer, but I know many loved ones who's lives its destroyed by taking someone dear to them. I'm writing this at work (the coffeeshop), and struggling not to cry because a man that was just in got a cup of Earl Grey tea - one of my favorites. Our's is slightly different and I asked what he thought of it as he was leaving. He mentioned something about how it was good, unique and special. Then he said something about how everything is good now because, "I have this thing called cancer...and I only have a few weeks left..." I really didn't know what to say but "Oh dear" escaped my lips as my brain and body went numb. He continued with, "Well you come in and you go out. That's just how it is." After the door shut I just stared at the place he just stood, talking to me, then at the empty cup he handed me, shaking slightly in my hands. The dregs of the tea resting silently at the bottom.

A fitting exit.