Maxine says:
“If you need a shoulder to cry on, pull off to the side of the road.”
Sunday night, husband off playing table tennis, too late to call sane people in Omaha, exhausted and anxious, I called a dear friend for that “shoulder to cry on.” I know her well enough to understand she wanted to “bolster me up.” I also know she has counseled hundreds of people and spent a lot of time helping me stay on the right track in my lifetime. She’s a wise woman, and sometimes doesn’t understand me. She said rather loudly, “Hey, it’s a procedure for crying out loud. Lots of women have procedures. I know dozens who have faced tumors and lumps and lived through it. One woman had a huge tumor removed from her ovaries and it was benign.”
I shut up. After a moment of silence friend said, “You still there?”
“Yes. I’m here.” I took a deep breath, swallowed feelings, wiped at the tears that threatened and said, “Tell me about your week.” And for twenty minutes I listened. Then she said, “So is this lump the size of a walnut or what?”
“Husband saw the surgeon with me Thursday. She put her fingertips and thumbs together…..more like the size of a baseball.”
“Really. Well what….”
Of course I didn’t know the “Well what”. Funny how when we are so emotionally involved with the unknowns, our feelings need expression. This incident is one more reminder of how much I need to put on listening ears and allow others to speak, whether I can fix it or not.
This I know, this dear friend, like many others is praying for me. The prayers are getting me through each day, even when I don't know what the future holds, I can count on the fact that God knows the outcome.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
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3 comments:
I got your email, Kat, then read your blog entry. Naturally you're in my thoughts and prayers. I can't believe this is happening, and I'm sure you can't either. I KNOW God's in control, but sometimes I sure wonder what He's up to.
My mom had a stroke two weeks ago, but the doc removed a clot that night, and she's home with minimal effects. Dad, fortunately, was several weeks out from his chemo.
I love you, friend, and will be thinking of you.
Kat,
I am still in the process of reading your blog to see what is going on with you. In the meantime, know that you are loved.
You are an amazing person and will get through this.
xoxoxo
Brenda
Kat,
So sorry I didn't write until now. I have been a little down and not being as diligent as I should be. I just read everything I could find on what is going on with you. So many prayers going out on your behalf. I hope that all went well and you are on your way to a full and complete recovery. I hate that you have to go through this - I hope that you can follow your own advice and take comfort from knowing how many people love you. Love is a great healer. Thinking of you.
Many many hugs,
Brenda
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