I met my friend Dennis for lunch today.  You might rememver from a previous post that Dennis is battling metastatic prostate cancer.  He is between chemo treatments. 

We were supposed to meet at 11.45.  I got there a bit early and got us a table.  I sipped my water and waited.....and then I waited some more.  I started to get concerned....after all Dennis had chemo last week and might not be well.  I called, got voice mail.  I worried some more.

I pondered my options.  How long do I wait?  Do I go to his house?  And then a Harley pulled in the lot.

I realized I was worrying about my friend who just pulled up the restaurant on his Harley.  Big, blue, with lots of chrome. 

All I can say is the face of cancer sure doesn't look like you think it might......