Today, I was with a professor preparing for my jury (which I have to play in 90 minutes), and got the news that one of my best girlfriends has been hospitalized for a lump near her arm. It's likely that she has lymphoma. What a swift kick. I love her so dearly. It hurts so deep and so empty. She was going to play Sunrise, Sunset with me for Maman's funeral and support me through that time. She's been a close friend with me ever since we arrived here at Miami. We've had early morning Bible studies, hours and hours of tea, and generally as much love and support as a friendship can contain. Shortly after the news, I found myself playing through Mendelssohn, preparing for my jury, back to life and aching and mourning. What a potent, awful (awesome?) experience.
Thank you, loving husband, for hearing my need, bringing me home and safe, and helping me to get some of the empty out.
PS. The jury was just fine. I played well. I may give more of a post to how I actually did once I see my comments sheets.
I'm sorry for you and for Beth. Let me know what I can do.
Kristen, I am so sorry to hear about your friend. Don't lose hope . . . Stephanie's experience is teaching us that, when news comes that, even though it may sound and seem like the end, the situation may be affected positively by support and love of friends and family. It was so great to finally meet you (though it was VERY brief) last month in Mentor. You are a wonderful person (though I wouldn't expect anything else when talking about anyone associated with the Dornbrook family -- they are wonderful people!). Take care of yourself, and I'm (sure?)hoping that I will see you again at some point in the future!