Yesterday, my son and I went away on a one-night trip. We had just checked into our hotel room. I sat down on the bed and opened my phone to find a ton of unread texts from my friends waiting.
One of our other friends, one of my best friends growing up, is very sick.
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One of our other friends, one of my best friends growing up, is very sick.
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I am still in shock.
Having gone through my mother-in-law’s cancer, I’m no stranger to having to compartmentalize.
So, I pulled it together; cordoned off that news for a few hours; and was present with my son for dinner and then a concert.
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Having gone through my mother-in-law’s cancer, I’m no stranger to having to compartmentalize.
So, I pulled it together; cordoned off that news for a few hours; and was present with my son for dinner and then a concert.
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I stepped out of the room to get coffee this morning and there waiting just outside the compartment I managed to put it in for the night was the news of my friend’s diagnosis.
I’m in shock. I’m devastated. And maybe worst of all, I’m familiar.
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I’m in shock. I’m devastated. And maybe worst of all, I’m familiar.
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And now I’ll pull it together and compartmentalize again long enough for breakfast and a drive home.
And then at some point this afternoon, I’m going to go off somewhere by myself and just sit and cry.
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And then at some point this afternoon, I’m going to go off somewhere by myself and just sit and cry.
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