A lot of life is really about timing. The cartoon means one thing, not one I feel a need to explain.* (if I must: Skyping with someone who, obviously, just doesn't want to visit the other person in a hospital setting).

But, because it's today, because one of my sisters, Melissa, is in the final stages of her struggle with a very aggressive cancer, and because I can't be there**, and because there's so little we can do, really, for anyone else***, and because someone else we know who had also been fighting cancer died this morning, and because, really, there a thought, an unavoidable one, that somewhere, if we're honest, knowing some other wicked ailment could as easily strike us, we are relieved that it's not us; because of this, I can't help see my own drawing from a different, admittedly darker, angle.

I should have chosen a different cartoon, but, because I had some time to post something, and because this one is kind of next in line in my folder****, and I wanted to be a bit organized, and because it's today, this is the drawing I'm posting.

*Skyping with someone who, obviously, doesn't realize the other person isn't contagious.

**Oh, I could if I dropped everything, and if it might make a difference.Yeah, there's some guilt involved, and some information about my sister's condition I'm not getting into here.

***Best wishes, exhaustive medical procedures, prayer; these things have been going on.

****the next one, now that I'm this far into this, might have been a better choice for today.

It is today. I did write something about my sister, with a different drawing, on my site, realsurfers.net and I did talk with her husband, Jerome, on the phone. I'm not sure that helped either of us. No, it was, I think, helpful. Two people who feel helpless, who are connected in our love for someone going through what we all will go through.