She was standing there... hurting. And all I could do was tell her that it's ok to hurt sometimes. Because, well, it is. Still doesn't help when it's going on.
She told me the news. She was ok. But, great grandmom... not so much. Understandable. Completely. He was her brother, after all.
I put my arm around the first and called the second later.
He called to tell me he had been on the best date ever. With a really fantastic kisser. Awesome. A little good news goes a long way... sometimes.
His spirits are amazing and I don't think he's faking. He's got a battle on the way. Cancer's a rough one. I just hope I'm doing the right thing there, which is playing it by ear.
They all see me as worthy of contacting or being around when something's going on. And for this I am feeling very blessed. Even if I feel displaced everywhere.
Briefly Noted Book Reviews
2 years ago
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