Friday, June 22, 2012
The Faces of Hope
Clearly we didn't wear the bitter t-shirts, our families wouldn't have thought it was funny then (they do now, and we have matching Bitter t-shirts too ;-) - but back then, we were so fresh, that the bitter t-shirts wouldn't have been funny to anyone but us.
Sometimes I look at this picture and others like it, and I'm amazed at how far we've come since then. I remember the daily emails as we first got to know each other, and then the daily calls. Sometimes we laughed until we were sick, and other times we cried and promised revenge on the Universe. Well, as you know, the Universe isn't very responsive to threats...but it made us feel better anyway. I remember out hideously inappropriate widow jokes, our frequent champagne skype dates, and the efforts we made to see each other as often as possible. We were a life line to each other, and living proof that together we could survive.
Now, so many years later (time flies when you're having fun, right), we still share the bumps in the road and the wicked humor as well as our champagne skype dates. Thank God for your widow friends, I know I do. No one gets it as well as they do, and I'm grateful everyday for Michele and all of you. With each other, we can do this.