MY PARENTS WALKED AWAY FROM ME AT THE HOSPITAL WHEN I WAS 13 — MY MOTHER WENT PALE WHEN THE DEAN CALLED MY NAME

That entire day felt like one long stream of tears.

Rachel didn’t tell me to stop.

She didn’t tell me everything would be okay.

She simply handed me tissues and sat there with me.

When I finally settled down, she spoke softly.

“I’m not going to lie to you, Sarah. The next few years are going to be hard. Cancer treatment is rough. But you know what? You’re continue reading …