Friday, August 23, 2013

Last....

Today is Friday and appropriately, I just joined a Friday Group. It's a writing group.  You are given a topic...today's is "Last"...and you write free flowing style for 5-minutes.  You don't edit, sweat over the spelling and grammar, or make sure your thoughts are coherent.  You just write.  On the given topic.  For 5 minutes.  So here goes....

Last...
 
Last night I talked to an old friend who lived across the street from me for 22 years.  When we first met neither of us thought we would ever be close friends.  So don't put too much stock in first impressions!  Time flew by and she moved away.
 
Last night Cindy she told me she has Lymphoma B.  Whatever it is, I know it is evil and shouldn't be anywhere near my friend. 
 
Last time we walked wasn't fun because we knew it was our last daily 2 mile walk.  We tried to act normal but it just wasn't normal.  We talked about their going away party at my house and all that she still had to do before the truck came. We talked about how I would visit her and how she would visit me.  And we have done that.  But not enough.  I will go soon.  She lives at the beach.
 
Cindy will get well so the news is not all bad.  It just interrupts her new absolutely wonderful life with her new "most perfect man in the world".  In 6 months she will be better and all this will just be another story.  Man do we have the stories.
 
Cindy 'grew me up' and toughened me up.  She was a street smart, independent gal from New York and California.  I was a sweet girl from down South probably wearing pink.  Opposites...but not really.  She taught me to be strong, to say what I needed to say, that crying isn't the answer to everything but strong actions are.  She taught me that men need a list...and that they need praise and appreciation....for everything.
 
I taught Cindy about family and how the South does family.
 
Cindy and I learned to play tennis together.  She still plays.  We were partners for many seasons and were never accused of standing still.  Both of us were demons at the net back then.  So fun.  We learned how to be competitive, hard for 'girls' our age back then, especially when we were competing and scheming how to beat our friends. 
 
Last time I saw Cindy she took me to her favorite beach and we watched the sun set.  We'll do that again when I visit her next and celebrate her wellness with laughter and hugs.  And she will, no doubt, make chocolate chip cookies for the occasion.
 
Be well, my friend.


10 comments:

  1. Friends who poach together... love the tennis angle here. What a great testimony to your friendship and how you have shaped each other's lives. Beautiful!! Also, welcome to the FMF party!! It's always so wonderful when new people join. I can't leave without telling you how beautiful these paints are!

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    1. Thank you Amy! You made my day. Anyone who loves my paintings is an instant friend. LOL. Cindy surely has had a hand in shaping my life and I am grateful beyond words. Taught me to be bold. See you next Friday.

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  2. Sounds like a beautiful friendship! Your paintings are beautiful!

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    1. It is a beautiful friendship. No secrets. Lots of love. Thx for liking my paintings! Means the world!

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  3. I'm a Cindy who lives in the South. I think you both sound like marvelous friends. What a love match! I loved your FMF post, I'm your "neighbor" on the FMF street today! You are a very talented woman! Blessings!

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    1. Thanks Cindy and welcome fellow southerner! I appreciate your comments.

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  4. What a beautiful tribute To a beautiful friend....who happens to live near a beautiful beach,
    From a beautiful person from the south who happens to be my beautiful sister and who paints beautiful paintings. So is all beautiful, here? Chemo is not beautiful. I don't wish to go through it and I don't wish for anyone else to have to go through it. Period. But I do not one thing. Cindy is strong. She is a survivor. When she kicks this lymphoma in the tail, she will have a beautiful story to tell. And we will all be a little more beautiful when it seeps into our souls through osmosis, and through what new things she will give to the world, once the chemo is behind her. Looking forward to that BEAUTIFUL day!!!!
    Y'all totally need to hook up and play together some more, maybe not on the tennis court, but watching a sunset on the beach. Send me a photo. <3

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    1. Thank you!!! I will surely send a picture. I can't wait!

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  5. Friendship, how appropriate,. A friend posted this interesting thought on FB ..the difference between 'just friend' 'good friend' and 'best friend'..

    and I think it 's great to be blessed with all sorts of Friends.

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    1. I agree. Friends make the world go round. All kinds of them. Some are just closer to your heart.

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