Loving….

This is my friend Shannon. We met at work. When she came to work with me in the office we became fast friends. She is so caring, and giving, and thoughtful. So much so she has literally given her last five bucks to someone in more need than she. It was her LAST five bucks yet she gave it to someone who may not have had five bucks for a while. I don’t know how she can be so compassionate and giving when there were so many times she had nothing to give.

Shannon was one of the first few friends to know. When I got the call at work I texted her the results. She was working in the back. She had been promoted to supervisor and no longer worked with me in the office. Anyway she came running into the office in tears. Hugged me so tightly and said it wasn’t fair. She went on about how it isn’t fair because I do it all right. I workout I eat right, I laugh and have friends and take care of myself. How could I possibly have cancer. AsΒ mostΒ people know it has nothing to do with how fit you are, how healthy you eat, how happy life is. Cancer doesn’t care. Cancer takes whoever it wants.

Shannon and I like to have dates. We kept the dates up after the call. We went and had sushi and painted pottery together. We laughed and shared and gossiped about work. It was perfect. It was normal. It is what I needed.

When I was recovering she came by with lunch. It was very sweet. She went to the local health food store and bought lots of yummy foods. I felt bad, I still feel bad that I couldn’t eat the salad she brought. I had eaten it recently and then threw up. If you are like me whatever you ate right before you throw up you never want to eat again. I could see she was disappointed . Not in me but in herself for not getting something I wanted. I tell you, I still feel bad for invoking that emotion in her.

Being back at work full-time she will check in on me daily. With a very cheerful ‘how you doing’ This matters. This makes my day. That and her great hugs.

This picture was taken years ago at a wine tasting day with other friends. It is my favorite picture of us. When I was going through everything this was her FB picture. It was a reminder that she was thinking of me. For Christmas she had the photo printed and framed. I will ALWAYS have this now no matter where I am.

Having Shannon in my life has given me reason to keep fighting. Fight to be good. Fight to be thoughtful. Fight to be there when needed. Fight to be ready to fight.

Love is my friend Shannon.

2 comments

  1. Deb · February 6

    This is what beautiful friendships are all about. She was the perfect person to have in your life when you were going through a very difficult time. May your love grow stronger always.

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  2. America On Coffee · May 23

    A most touching, beautiful story! I wish you a wholesome healing from love itself!πŸ’πŸ’πŸ’πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘

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