It is amazing how many things actually happen between blog posts. I think to myself when I think about something that I should come home and blog about it, but then it doesn’t happen.
In the last 10 days a lot has happened. I don’t want to tell someone else’s story, so I will just say how I feel about it. When I first got the call and heard the news, I had to actually ask “what are you talking about” because what I was hearing was unbelieveable. After getting off phone I had to call my mom and express my disbelief and what I can only explain as anger. I was mad, why did this have to happen? What is going to happen now? How do they feel? How do I feel? There are no answers for some of my questions, and I have to just learn to accept that. I don’t have to like it, but all we can do is move forward.
So, the rest of the week was spent with worry, feelings of helpless, and just wanting to know, “what do you need?, what can I do for you? what comes next?”. Then I got the news that my friend was admitted to Princess Margaret and would begin an approximate 4 week stay there. I just wanted to go there.
So, I did. On saturday. I took the subway (separate blog to follow) and went to see my friend. I was happy that we were alone for a little bit before her family came. I got to see her, give her a gift for her daughter and let her know that I am here for her and her family. The days that have followed since, haven’t been as good, so I can hold keep the memory of our visit in my thougths.
People can say what they want about Facebook, but I think that everything has its pros and cons. My friends brothers have started a group on Facebook that they are constantly updating her how she is doing, and what her status day to day. This is a good thing since there are so many people that want to reach out to this family. But when the days are not good, no visitors allowed. So, this is a way for people to post notes of supports, share stories and photos and just share love for the human spirit. It is amazing actually. This group has over 330 members in less than one week.
Another friend, another brave survivor, told me that there are two choices people make when dealing with illness or trauma – you can stay and be present or you can leave, and run the other way. I choose to stay. I will do what I can, when I can. I know that I will feel like I need to do more, but there is nothing more to do becaue you simply can’t DO anything.
My friend and I love James Taylor (the original JT) and see him whenever he comes to town. There are so many songs that we love (hers is Up on the Roof), but nothing will ever be like, “You’ve got a friend”
When you’re down and troubled, and you need some loving care.
And nothing, nothing is going right. Close your eyes and think of me, and soon I will be there.
To brighten up even your darkest night.
You just call out my name, and you know wherever I am, I’ll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall, all you have to do is call and I’ll be there.
You’ve got a friend.
If the sky above you, grows dark and full of clouds.
And that old north wind begins to blow. Keep you head together, and call my name out loud.
Soon you’ll hear me knocking at your door.
You just call out my name, And you know wherever I am, I’ll come running to see you again.
Winter, spring, summer or fall, all you have to do is call, and I’ll be there.
Ain’t it good to know that you’ve got a friend, when people can be so cold.
They’ll hurt you, and desert you, and take your soul if you let them,
So, don’t you let them.
You’ve got a friend in me, always.