My work friend, Babs, has cancer. It's her fourth time with breast cancer. I was all set to write about my acceptance to a PhD program at a major university... but all I can think about is Babs.
She's the town Mom. She's there for everyone. Buys us lunch out of her own pocket for our birthdays. Takes us to basketball games at night and makes us coffee in the morning. An all-around class act (even if she babbles and perhaps even gossips a lot).
Babs had surgery last week, and it was a lot more invasive than was anticipated. She said it was just a biopsy and the real surgery is next week. Deep breath for me. I can't believe this. Another friend, Andie, went with me tonight and we just watched TV and ate pizza and watched "Dancing With The Stars" and "American Idol".
In the car on the way home, Andie and I both agreed to spend every Thursday night with her until she's back at work. She just accepted another job with another agency... but we've vowed to be with her and help to keep her normal.
Neither of us said it... but we both thought it: even now, we are kind of scared to have too much hope. But Babs is like Mom to all of us and we're not going to abandon her in her time of need.
We raised $200 for her today. Everyone else was circulating a "Flower Fund".. but we thought it would give her some peace of mind to have extra $$$ to pay bills with. I'm genuinely surprised and touched by the generosity of my friends.
Peace.
Dot.
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I am sure that Babs enjoys the fact that you and Andie are spending every Thursday evening with her, and I bet she will appreciate that you raised some money for her. I know it will help her for sure. God bless ya Dotty!
Ohhh Joie. **hugs** I know we talked about it last night... but I need to give you more hugs.
ily sis
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