To who ever posted that on /mlp/, you have my sympathies. I know what it’s like to have a loved one suffer from breast cancer. My mother was diagnosed with it when I was in middle school. When I found out I was devastated. However, I offer my fullest sympathies to know your wife wasn’t as lucky as my mother. You are not alone.
Can’t help but feel this is the opposite of the “my child didn’t like it and now needs to see a psychologist” tripe but in reverse with the usage of a dead mother as a device for feels.
Nice as a story, but I won’t be tripping over myself with it.
