I would like to apologize for my behavior. I thought being mad at you would somehow make it go away but it hasn't. I hate the fact that cancer has come up in your, and our, lives again, but it has. And so I am going to stop being mad; mad at you, mad at the doctors, mad at cancer, just plain mad. I haven't even really explained to the kids what is happening again. I guess that will be our subject for FHE tonight.
This is my plan from now on: to be a supporting role through this, chemo and all. To help you whenever you need it. To have the kids praying for you; for Mike and I to be praying for you, daily. I know that you will fight through this again but I just hate that it has come back. And then I thought to myself, if I feel this way, how in the world are you feeling? For that I am truly sorry. If you didn't know this before, I am a selfish brat. I am sorry that I was thinking about myself and not thinking about your feelings. I am sorry for being curt, short, or plainly, bratty.
Mike and I are here to help you whenever you need us. I know that you have felt the Comforting Hand before, and I know you will feel it again. But I just wanted you to know that I love you. I will be here for you whenever you need me. I am so sorry for my behavior, you have done nothing wrong. It has been me who needs an attitude adjustment. Can I say sorry one more time, I'm sorry.
With that being said, let's kick cancer in the ass and then kiss it goodbye once and for all! Don't forget, I can always shave my head with you!
I love you!