Friday, August 25, 2006

Just a quick note to let everyone know I'm doing okay. Right now the predominate thought is "This isn't my life, is it?" I feel so strange getting the cards and emails etc. This can't be me. It can't be my situation, can it? It blows my mind sometimes.

One word of advice I've learned. Don't tell a person with advanced cancer that none of us knows when we're going to die and that you could get hit by a truck tomorrow. It isn't the same, trust me, and that's not a comfort. Tell them a funny joke instead. Tell them something your child or grandchild did yesterday. Tell them you love them because that's the best comfort of all.

We're headed to the lake this weekend (how's that for perfect timing?) so I'll write more Sunday or Monday. Since I'll be working from home now, I can pick my grandson up from work one day a week. See, God never wastes a hurt. I have an inkling of other blessings coming my way, but more on that when I get back.

Love you all!

2 flies caught in my web:

Rinda Elliott said...

A joke eh? I'll do one better and send you the excellent pics I got today about little boys. With a grandson, you'll just love them. :)

And I love you too!

Betty S said...

Well, I'm pissed because I don't want you to have to go through this again. I think I want to scream or hit something. BUT that said, I'll be sending you every joke I deam funny. We can lick this. We'll take up the sword of humor and the sheild of positive thoughts. (Or is it the other way around? I never get the "feed a cold/fever and starve a cold/fever" thing right either)

Just hold on tight, Donnell. We're all behind you and we're going to make it work.