Friendships...

Johnny & I just came from the store and he swore I would blog about what just happened and I laughed and said that I wouldn't. I guess he knows me pretty well :) I was standing with Johnny @ Best Buy w/my energy level plummeting, when all of a sudden I made eye contact with a lady across the way. As she walked over to speak with me, my arm hit a rack of gift cards and sent them flying across the aisle. Johnny scrambled to help me pick them up as she said, "Excuse me, I just went through what you're obviously going through right now and I just wanted to stop and say that you're going to be okay. You'll make it." Several minutes and about three hugs later, we said our goodbyes. I wish I would have gotten her name and number. She was a beautiful soul.

This brings me to a topic that's been bothering me for a couple weeks now, but I guess it's human nature. It bothers me that some people (most people) whether I know them or not are loving and caring, willing to help out in whatever way is needed. However, there are some people who go running when they hear my diagnosis. I know that it's hard to face a friend when they're sick, it's obviously uncomfortable, but it's ME! If I hadn't lost my hair, I wouldn't even look sick. So I sleep a lot more than usual and I miss a lot of work, but it's still ME. I have a particular friend who I thought cared a lot about me, but I never hear from her anymore, which is so weird to me. In this time of need, all I'm asking is that my friends and family stay WITH ME and don't run away, it's still ME for heaven's sake. I have feelings too. If you want to talk about it, please say so, I'm here.

Well, it's naptime again :( Just wanted to share.

Peace to you all ♥ Love, Genie