Soul Weary
Nov 10, 2005
A week ago Wednesday night, I sat on Leanne's back patio talking about all the changes taking place in our lives. We were celebrating good news and rejoicing in the good fortune that we are friends. She is one of my dearest friends, and I love her to pieces.
Last night, I sat on the end of her hospital bed, and we would rather have been anywhere else in the world. She woke early Tuesday morning in excruciating pain, which was determined to be a soft-ball sized tumor on her one remaining ovary. At 8am this morning, she had her third surgery in four years to fight this demon - Ovarian Cancer. Please God, let this be the last time.
Anyway, to lighten the mood last night, we told jokes and silly stories - anything to keep us laughing instead of crying. And Leanne and I made up a Haiku about Golytle. For the uninitiated - google it, and please forgive us. snicker
I drank and I drank
Golytle is not my friend
I stank and I stank
snicker
