Lindsay Anderson

Clara Lindsay Anderson

"Sissy?" I asked, gently. "What's the matter?""You should-n't be in the hospital, and dealing with cancer, which is some-thing that I would NEVER wish on my worst enemy. You should be in school with Regina, Macy, Tommy, Marcus, and me cele-brating our senior year. We miss you, and wish that you could be with us."Clarissa sobbed. "How are you calm about this, and not wanting to scream all of the time?""I've come up with a system of thanking God for what I do have. Sure, I get angry, and cry once in a while, but I make myself feel better by focusing on what I said before." As Clarissa stopped crying, I rubbed her back and said, "The thing that I am thankful for today, is getting to spend Thanks giving with our family, Tommy, Regina, and their family."