It's been almost six months since Cliff's trial and sentencing (hence afterwards referred to as "All the Evil") and it'd been a terrible time.
But today, finally, came some GOOD NEWS.
My dad's cancer is in remission. He will get to have his feeding tube out soon. His swallowing therapy won't last much longer. We can stop talking about cancer so intimately - we can use PAST TENSE when we do speak of it. Thank God.
Good news doesn't negate the existence of All the Evil. But it makes it more bearable.