It has been a rough week. One of my friends Stateside just found out that she has leukemia. I have only known her since a few months before my husband left, but I grew close to her through daily Yahoo messaging and Skyping. When she first told me I was ok, a little choked up, then when I saw her on Skype I cried.
I cannot explain the closeness I feel to her. Maybe it is because our husbands are deployed together, maybe it is because she is a tough broad just like me. She has gone through so much recently, and through it all she keeps her humor and is bound and determined to beat this.
I think she reminds me of my mother in that aspect. My mother died of cancer when I was 12 years old. Through it all she never wanted anyone to pity her or baby her. She was always honest with me and her condition. I remember one day I went to go see her in the hospital and she told me "Laura, the doctors say I have 2 weeks to two months to live." I cried, I shut down for days. Her telling me that made the reality of her impending death that much more real; because up until that point she had been living with cancer, not dying from it.
I love my mother, and I miss her dearly. I learned a lot from her life and death, and I am going to try my best to be there for my friend while she goes through chemotherapy and whatever else they throw at her. I have plans to buy her funky wigs (I am going to get some for me too) in pink, purple and maybe blue. I am going to go and find her some colorful pretty scarves for her head. I am going to continue to joke with her and be there for her.
All I ask of you is to pray for her, send healing energy her way, or whatever it is you do.