You're a writer who holds my interest. When I start reading your words, you pull me right along, and you have done it again this time. Then, I appeared, ha ha! You are such a star. Thanks for 'lifting' me this last few weeks. Memorial service for my friend is on Saturday. I am hoping after we get through that, I'll feel a sense of closure. It's been such an odd year. The horrible f'ing election and the current politics, a lack of money, Medium drying up, three deaths in 6 weeks. Just----a lot. But you! thank you, thank you. Thank. You.
My friend was diagnosed with stage four pancreatic cancer January 10. I immediately started getting my license put back together to teach, because his wife is one of my teacher friends. I went back into the classroom to substitute teach for her, so it would be easier for her to be with her husband as he died. We hung all of our hopes on chemotherapy, because it was the last chance. In fact, the one treatment he had, put him in the ground much earlier. It just killed off all the good cells in his liver. So, I was teaching for her, and I was also going over to their house and doing hands-on Massage with him, because I love him.
This all while DJ T was busy ruining our country. Then, a family member died by suicide. Next, a friend of mine from high school was also diagnosed with stage four pancreatic cancer and he died. It's just been crazy stuff!
To add to the misery, Medium. I don't need to say any more than that. Communicating, talking, suggesting, inquiring. Nothing back. Like throwing a boomerang into the void.
You're a writer who holds my interest. When I start reading your words, you pull me right along, and you have done it again this time. Then, I appeared, ha ha! You are such a star. Thanks for 'lifting' me this last few weeks. Memorial service for my friend is on Saturday. I am hoping after we get through that, I'll feel a sense of closure. It's been such an odd year. The horrible f'ing election and the current politics, a lack of money, Medium drying up, three deaths in 6 weeks. Just----a lot. But you! thank you, thank you. Thank. You.
That sounds very rough and I can’t say I understand what you’re going through, but hang in there. I’ll name drop you every article if I have too
My friend was diagnosed with stage four pancreatic cancer January 10. I immediately started getting my license put back together to teach, because his wife is one of my teacher friends. I went back into the classroom to substitute teach for her, so it would be easier for her to be with her husband as he died. We hung all of our hopes on chemotherapy, because it was the last chance. In fact, the one treatment he had, put him in the ground much earlier. It just killed off all the good cells in his liver. So, I was teaching for her, and I was also going over to their house and doing hands-on Massage with him, because I love him.
This all while DJ T was busy ruining our country. Then, a family member died by suicide. Next, a friend of mine from high school was also diagnosed with stage four pancreatic cancer and he died. It's just been crazy stuff!
To add to the misery, Medium. I don't need to say any more than that. Communicating, talking, suggesting, inquiring. Nothing back. Like throwing a boomerang into the void.
I don't think I can give you the amount of hearts you deserve.