Yesterday I went out to the museum with my mom and my friend Jordan. Since I don't see Jordan much, that should have been a really fun outing. One problem though. The only reason we took her anywhere was because we had to get her out of her house. Her mother has lung cancer and was having a really bad day. My mother says that Jordan's mom, Susan, is probably only going to live a few more days. Jordan doesn't seem to notice how close her mom is to passing, and neither does her little brother. I love Jordan like a sister, and I don't want to see her hurt. Susan is the best mother any girl could have! It isn't fair that the worst things happen to the best people. Well anyways, the whole time during our outing I felt that I had to be super careful about what I said and did. My mom says my strong personality sometimes drowns out Jordan's much quiter personality, so I tried to be soft and gentle. All the while I was thinking of how much it will hurt her when her mom goes.
It makes me want to cry.