It goes without saying that I have an amazing base of support in family and friends. I am overwhelmed by the outpouring of love. I’ve always said a person is measured by who loves them and who they love. I am measured well. I knew this, or thought I did, but now KNOW it, to the core of me… know it. I am so very blessed. That doesn’t even come close to describing it.
Today a couple of good friends came to see me…. They brought dinner. One of my favorites, massaman curry. Maggie cooked all day to get it right, and she did it beautifully. So damn good. I can’t have restaurant food, too many worries about food handling practices for me. And anyone who cooks for me has to adhere to these strict practices…. Extremely washed and then cooked vegetables. Clean food. Maggie did it so well. She heard I was craving it and figured out how to make it. To make something she’d never even had herself before. She is a rock star. Sandy tried for an hour to figure out the online USB situation the hospital has for patients, to no avail because I think my laptop is too old. But she tried. We all went for a walk around the floor, me in my mask with my honey and two of my grand good friends. They love me. Both of them. I love them back. I am soaking it up. Overwhelmed in a really wonderful way by it. I am lucky.
