Only because in my sense of injury and feelings of outrage, I wrote a piece that might sound callous towards children with progressive illnesses not of the psychiatric variety.
Please do not think that I am. My sister died of cancer. Several friends did, too. They were not children but they were far, far too young.
My heart goes out to anyone who suffers from a life-threatening illness of any sort. Hey, I even feel sadness for those of us dealing with chronic illnesses. They can suck, too. I speak from unfortunate experience.
So, please forgive me if that last post came out the wrong way.
Just another reason not to pick up pen or keyboard until properly cooled off.