"I bear good and bad news" I bring to Kelly's attention during breakfast at her house. "Start with the good news" my sister suggests. Dixon squeezes my hand in attempt to let
me know everything will be okay. "I am pregnant. I am twelve weeks along. I wanted to reach the safe zone before I told you" I confess showing off my tiny baby bump.
"Congratulations" Kelly smiles embracing me. She overlooks the fact that I kept my pregnancy a secret from her. "I am going to have a cousin!" Kelly's son Sammy exclaims.
Happily, he and Kelly dance around the dinning table. They brainstorm names for the baby. Amused, Dixon and I just laugh until we cry. Imagining a future where Dixon and
our baby lives without me, my joy quickly turns into sorrow. I have breast cancer, these words drop out of the sky like an atomic bomb. Compassionate, my family's love for
me never wavers.