I’ve decided to do a Love Friday post for several reasons today. Cindy is busy, she’s at the hospital with Chris, who since they posted on FB, I figure I can say here, too, had many tests yesterday ordered by the oncologist. Results are expected today, and with results come a game plan.
Who doesn’t love a game plan?
It’s been a week, hasn’t it?
A week of celebrations, we saw our Kizz blow out some candles, then lose the rest of her cake to a shifty scrappy pooch.
Audra opened her restaurant on Wednesday and alongside Chef Kevin and the help of her family and friends, she opened it with a great success. Several of us drove out to Batshitcrazytown to EAT, downtown, and couldn’t be more proud.
Spring semester started this week, my classes are amazing. I have two professors who are already up there in the iconic USAO hero worship area. I have a lot of reading to do, and one class makes me a little twitchy but I’m so excited. I love them.
The week also brought a big fat kick in the pants with Chris’ diagnosis of tumors on the liver. We thought he was auditioning for the Simpsons due to Hep A food poisoning. Alas, that is not to be. It’s really freakin scary but they are both, he and his super hero bride, navigating this with nerves of steel. Bring on that game plan.
We also said goodbye to one of our own. Rudy had only been diagnosed about 8 weeks ago. It was a fast trip down the rabbit hole, and I know that wherever he is, he’s figured out how to do his favorite things, golf, drive his boat, play washers and drink beer, at the same time. He’s left a huge hole in all of the lives he touched and we all miss him terribly.
So, yeah. It’s been a week. What’s to love, you ask? Where’s the LOVE in Love Friday? It’s Friday the 13th even!
Well, I would propose you take another look at the week.
It is a snapshot of this adventure. Life, encapsulated in 7 days. Beginnings, celebrations, endings, mournings. What a blessing to be able to do this adventure together. To reach out and know there will be a hand to hold, be it physically, or over the cell phone, or through the interwebs. No one goes into this alone…we rally. We polish our swords for battle, we clap and scream and celebrate, we send love and sympathy and hope and prayers. We know we have each other. From the beginning…through the end. Together.
If that isn’t worthy of some Love, on this Friday…I don’t know what is.
Misti Ridiculous 