I am sitting at the computer at 12:30 am in my moms house, researching bladder cancer. Ah, the carefree life of a swinging single 25-year-old gal. That life can suddenly pile so very much on a person who was, by all accounts, living a quite mundane life not long before (even if i was living said mundane life in a loud, fun way) , is very disturbing. If it didn't make so much sense in a rain-on-your-wedding-day kind of way, I'd find it positively tragic. But, fortunately, this is the stuff of a moving, powerful, and growth inspiring life. wheee.