A Moment in A Different World
“I know the reason my friend came to visit is she knows I may not have a lot of time left. But the day wasn't like that. It wasn't morbid at all.”
It was a time for "old times" this weekend.
Someone I worked with more than twenty years ago came to visit. Friends I worked with a couple of years ago came by, too.
It didn't take us long to get back into all the old stories, all the old memories. And we agreed on most things. I guess our memories held up better than we had expected.
And the nice thing was, we didn't really talk about cancer.
Oh, we did, a little, but it wasn't the center of the conversation.
I know the reason my friend came to visit is that she knows I may not have a lot of time left. But the day wasn't like that. It wasn't morbid at all.
We talked about all the crazy things we did, all the things we never should have gotten away with.
We talked about a different world.
And for a few hours, it was great.
7:54 AM ET | 07-21-2008 | permalink

