It's okay not to know what to say.
I don't know what to say either.
I'm not expecting you to say all the right words. I don't think those words exist. I know you care. I know you wish I wasn't going through this. I know that Conor's diagnosis might make you sad and uncomfortable. It makes me sad and uncomfortable. I'm not used to being on this side of condolences and I don't know what I'm doing over here. Sometimes I need to cry. Sometimes I don't. It's okay if you need to cry and it's okay if you don't.
I'm glad you are here. I'm glad you are reading my story. Just that is enough.
But don't feel like you should stay away because you don't know what to say.
It's okay to tell me about your hard day at work or about the funny thing your toddler said to you. It's okay to tell me about a new movie you saw or a meme that made you laugh. Your news is important too and I want to hear it.
I'm here for it. I'm here for all of it.