Take Care of the Living

Yesterday I got a message from my friend Lilea, whose sister Stori was one of my closest friends in boarding school. Lilea is the one you contacted me when Stori had her fatal horse back riding accident. Yesterday’s message started with, “I have some sad news…”

Stori’s husband John was found dead on his front porch Sunday. It was numbing to read. How could this be? My heart immediately broke for Sam, Stori and John’s only daughter. Sam is just 26 and has lost both her parents in less than two years.

Since Stori’s passing I had heard from John every few months to talk about Stori. He was heart broken and just wanted to talk about her. I was always happy to do that. Now I wish I had reached out to him more.

Today I got to spend the whole day with my friend Jan as she continues her breast cancer journey. She has had a miraculously successful double mastectomy. I say successful because she has not had much pain and has a nicely healing scar. Unfortunately she still needs chemo.

The chemo starts next week, so today I went with her for her oncology appointment, her chemo training and her operation to implant her port for the chemo treatments. My most important job was a to distract her when she got her IV needle inserted. I am an expert on this front.

Jan is a trooper. Her positive attitude serves her well, but I was at the ready in case she wanted to be like the rest of us and have a pity party. No such thing happened.

She got through everything like a champ and even did the unthinkable and brought me a little gift and a keeper of a letter. She knows not to give me a gift!!!

I will be starting up a new meal train for Jan for the Chemo weeks. If you want to be included in the providing meals let me know. We are just starting with the first round and will judge from their when she will need help. Most likely on the day of Chemo and then for a week a few days after Chemo as those are predicted to be the bad days. Then she gets two weeks off before her next round.

Between the passing of Stori, my dear college friend Hugh, now Stori’s husband John I am feeling like I need to do a better job of keeping care of old friends. Jan is one of my first friends I made in Durham, and one of my best friends going on 30 years. I can’t afford to lose any more old friends. I am not live long enough to make new old friends.

Please reach out to the ones you love. We have to take care of the living.