I'm so Heartbroken today

I'm not ok.

I wasn't feeling so great as the day has gone on and I saw the news alert when we were getting out of the car to go figure out why my mom hasn't gotten her stupid Kohls card.  

The news alert came up that Joe Biden has an aggressive form of prostate cancer.  I don't know a lot about prostate cancer, but words like metastatic and to the bones are phrases that scare me.  

I was ok while we tried to figure out the mystery of why she never got her Kohls card, getting her a new air fryer with her gift card and making her return.

I cried on the drive home.  I am upset at how Joe was treated by the party for not getting out of the race. I think was something happening during this time?  I want to punch Jake Tapper in the face for that book about Joe and his declining health.

My situation and Joe's are different.  About two months before my diagnosis, I was horribly tired.  Like I could take a 3 hour nap.  I was falling asleep at like 7 at night and just couldn't keep my eyes open.  I just wanted to sleep more and it was a sign something wasn't right that I didn't realize.  

I think we have this horrible person in office and people think it's ok.  Then we have this nice man who wanted to help others.  He wanted to make things better.  He didn't have to run at his age and he did.  

There's so much more I can say but I think of what was it page 55 or 56 of Promise me Dad?  That passage of when he talked to the widow about having someone to talk to when she felt like she couldn't reach out to anyone and how he has done that for others.

I don't know Joe Biden.  Joe Biden knows me.  

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