Wednesday, March 26, 2008
But our good friend is far from fine and it is seeping into our lives. It is really hard to focus on making art much less trying to sell it when your friend and neighbor keeps getting more and more bad news about his health. The cancer has spread to part of his abdominal cavity and one lung. I feel sick thinking about what him and his family must be going through somehow. Now my mom beat a cancer where the prognosis of living past two years post op was around 12% and lived for over sixteen years. That is what I keep telling myself. And he has even more to live for and a much stronger support system. Him and his wife are probably the best people I know in terms of goodness. Certainly better than I am. This just isn't right.
I found out the details of the day after this walk. The weather was perfect, the flowers are starting to peek out, the perfect day. I knew things were bad but not this bad. I had a friend over and we got lunch at this local place that I have fallen in love with. Not being alone with blee helped me cope. We didn't talk about it much but just having a friend around was good for me. I managed to do a bit of papercutting and that is about it.
People should be nicer to each other.
I just want my friend to be okay. F!