What do you do when you get the phone call from your best friend and she says "They say I have cancer"?
Nothing. There's just not a thing in the world you can do. Nothing...except be a friend, cry, and repeat just how unfair it is. And somehow that's just not nearly enough. Not even close.
But that's exactly what happened a few weeks ago. Bonnie phoned, and with that phone call, started a new chapter in our lives.
I guess the planets just couldn't get in alignment fast enough. At the very least we should've been able to finish the the nasty business of my divorce before getting plunged into a new challenge. It didn't happen that way, though. Instead, tomorrow my best friend heads into the hospital for surgery, followed by a few months of chemo and radiation. The sooner this gets started, the sooner it's going to be over, right?
Tomorrow when she gets home from the hospital and is ready to sleep the afternoon away on the sofa, I hope she wraps herself in this new blanket. It's not much, but it's all I could think of.
I've never wished a summer away before, but suddenly I just can't wait for Thanksgiving to get here!!!
Get Well, Kiddo -- quickly and completely!!!
Love you.
