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To really help a family in crisis, here are a few good rules to follow
Washington Post

In late May 2013, our family went from zero to catastrophe in 24 hours: my husband was diagnosed with Stage 4 metastatic lung cancer, even though he’d never smoked a day in his life.

The news was surreal, like someone telling me my husband was turning into a kangaroo. Our family spent the next 4 1/2 years in a terrible twilight, the 21st-century reality of smart drugs and cyber­knifing, clinical trials and contrast-CT scans. And then my husband died, plunging my boys and me into crisis.

Throughout it all, friends, colleagues, neighbors, family members sounded the same refrain: