Maisie's p.o.v

Unpredictable, you are the opposite of what

I imagine and hope for you to be. Your

flaws and claws intrigue me. You don't

have a clue about how I feel. One startling

disturbing bombshell, you are not well at all.

How can I chill when you are ill and knocking

on heaven's door? One startling disturbing

bombshell, your cancer prognosis. My

heart hits the floor immediately. This crisis,

this cross is too much for us to bear.

Every tear and battle scar symbolizes a year

without normalcy. Your legacy is glitter

in the air. Jesus helps us navigate through

this wild and crazy circus by which we call life.