Especially not the words you want to hear when the person talking is directing those words at someone who's been the love of your life for more than 30 years.
Today, she and I heard those words and many more, most of them foreign, many of them frightening.
There are lots of things going through my mind tonight and most of them I'll not share, not just yet. What I will do is ask for two specific prayers from those of you who pray regularly (and hell, even from those who don't).
I ask that you pray for my bride's well being most obviously, physical particularly but also spiritual. And I ask that you pray I'll be the husband that she needs in the coming days, weeks and months.
We're told that we've caught this early. We're told that beating it is more than just possible, that it's even likely. We're also told that there's more to know and that the hope is we'll know more about what we don't know in the next few days, all of which will aid in determining how best to fight it.
And fight it we will, with every fibre of our being.
Thank you for your prayers.
UPDATE: From my youngest son's Facebook page to his mom's heart... and my own:
All i kept thinking was "please say negative, please say negative" as we waited for the doctor to return. We passed the time with nervous laughter, huddled in a small room, together, as a family. Never had 10 minutes felt so long, as each second ticked by with what felt like an eternity. Finally the doctor entered the room, hesitantly, as he noticed the army of supporters waiting to hear the results.
"Let's get right to it," he said, looking Mom in the eye,"The biopsy came back positive for Ductal Carcinoma." Shock, anger, disbelief: all of these words describe the terrible feeling that started in my head and slowly seeped through the rest of my body. I glanced over at my brother. All color had left his face, and it held the same look of disbelief. I couldn't even look at Dad. I didn't have to. I already knew what he was feeling, and i couldn't bear to see the most influential man in my life at his weakest moment.
Mom was stoic through it all, not flinching one time. She maintained the strength that I couldn't. The most important woman in my life was just told she had cancer, and she didn't look scared, not even for a second. You know why? Because she's strong. She's courageous. She's a fighter, and she knows she can beat this. She knows WE can beat this. We WILL beat it, and when all is said and done, it will just strengthen the already unbreakable bond that i call my family.
I love you Mom, we're all right here by your side.