Wrink takes a break

Hello y’all. I’m Wrinkling from Atlanta, Gee Eh. Where, as I mentioned previously, I’m spending some time with my oldest sister.

My sister is an amazing woman. She’s worked in refugee camps in Kosovo, monitored elections in Georgia, and managed 800 volunteers for the Atlanta Red Cross. She loves to laugh and play Scrabble–two of the most important activities in life. At one point, she had four boys under the age of seven. She and her husband have been married for 48 years; they say it’s because they told each other that whoever left had to take the children.

Fifteen months ago, she was diagnosed with lung cancer. This did not stop her from being an amazing woman. After chemotherapy, her oncologist asked her how her physical activity level was; she said her only problem was that she couldn’t ride her bike up hills.

She had an amazing year. But, almost exactly a year after her diagnosis, things stopped being so amazing. Now they’re just plain hard.

I’m trying to help. So is one of my other sisters. (I am SO glad that this sister likes to cook, because, let me tell you, between me and my brother-in-law, it was getting pretty bleak in the eating department around here.)

Helping is pretty much a full time job–with really strange and unpredictable hours. And I need to use the time I spend thinking about Wrinkling and doing it for other things.

I don’t know exactly when, but I will be back.

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