Sometimes when you think you've got it all under control - it falls apart. That's when you know who you're friends are and just why you were drawn to them in the first place. Friendship and kindness matter in every situation so I just have give a shout to those people who have helped me through an amazingly stressful week:
Sam, for sitting with me during my daughter's surgery on Wednesday. He listened to me babble for hours and never once laughed directly in my face. Thanks!
Mel, for letting me use up her cell minutes crying on her shoulder when my Grandma died on Thursday afternoon.
Alysan, for being the friend with the skills to find Grandma's body when no one in LA county knew where she'd gone. AND for kicking some tail at my daughter's hospital when I was too grief stricken to advocate anymore.
Sam again, for the courage to return to the hospital with snacks and such after the hospital cafeteria had closed Thursday night.
Karen, for being both a friend and employer of immense compassion and kindness.
Of course, my husband too, for letting me lose it - just enough - and staying home to help when we needed him most. And for the endless trips for ice!
Thanks to all my friends, near and far, for the continued prayers, assistance and thoughtfulness.