We found out that my aunt had lung cancer back in July. We were shocked when they told us that it had already spread. There was some hope, however, that chemo would give her a little more time. One year, maybe more.
So she fought. She had 12 weeks of treatment. Then, yesterday, she was told there was nothing more they could do for her.
She died that night.
It's been almost 24 hours since she passed. I'm numb. How can someone be so healthy one moment and gone the next? 13 weeks. That's all she got.
I just need someone to talk to.
