“We agreed that when it was time for me to leave, we’d say our final goodbyes. I could tell she was worried about me. I said, ‘It’s okay, Mom. I’ve prepared myself for this.’”
“When my body won’t hold me anymore
And it finally
Lets me free
Will I be ready?”
“Before heading to our parents’ house, Hilary and I drove to Oakland to hit up a marijuana dispensary, as you do. Mom was out of CBD oil and her appetite was almost non-existent, so we hoped to find something to remedy that.”
“This is your brain.
This is your brain on drugs.
“My mom, dad, sister and I are in the waiting room at the oncologist’s office. I’ve just flown in from Paris.”