Catching Up Part 1

Good morning again, Amanda.

Sorry I didn't write yesterday, but as I was having my coffee, my cousin D (the one who was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer back in April and who saw miraculous results with her chemo) called. She was calling to chat and invite me over. Apparently, M and V had called Friday night to invite themselves over (yes, they did) when L didn't come through with a happy hour invite for the beach club. Friday night wasn't good for D so she suggested Saturday instead and wanted to include me. D suggested dinner, but I told her there was no need to go to that trouble. Why not apps at 7? She agreed and yay, suddenly I had plans for a Saturday night. After I hung up with D the sun called me to the pool, and there went my day. When I came in from the pool I had to go shopping for mozzarella and tomatoes (I said I'd bring caprese salad) and get ready and didn't have a minute to write. I'll try to make up for it today.

A, that is just horrible about J's chief. (I did not, by the way, for a minute think no big deal!) Ugh. I can't imagine what it's like to have your spouse in the fire service, knowing that what they do for a living is risk their lives. Based on what you wrote, though, I guess you get used to it and at some point no longer live in fear of losing your spouse every time he leaves the house--which I suppose is a good thing...and then something like this happens. Poor JJ! I think your response, which is to be concerned about J and how he'll hold up and get through this, is a perfect response. And I think that is exactly what J is going to need from you, not to get hysterical and tell him he needs to change jobs because you can't handle the stress anymore blah blah, but to support him in the role he needs to play in getting the chief's wife and the brotherhood through the ceremonies and funeral, and then perhaps in stepping into the chief's shoes. White light on its way for J indeed. Oh, and PS: I, like you, would have stayed up too...but if you fell asleep trying, I hope you can forgive yourself...

It wouldn't feel right if I started complaining about my weight right now, so I think I'll get my sunshine fix and will write again later.

Hope to hear from you later. Lots of love and white light to you all, Barb