A friend of mine died from cancer last night. I refuse the “lost her fight” metaphor, because that’s not what happens when people die of cancer. That metaphor implies weakness - allows inference that says, “She just didn’t fight hard enough”. It suggest that willpower and self-control play a part in determining who survives cancer and who does not. That’s bullshit. You don’t conquer cancer, because cancer isn’t some weakness or flaw. Cancer fought against her, and, like she did all her life, she stared it in the face like a total badass and didn’t give an inch of ground. She lived with it, carried on, and ultimately created beautiful meaning with her life. I, for one, am grateful for the example.