I’m on a weight machine. Frozen. Crying.
My dad had a brain tumor.
Peace & love, Iram. Peace & love….
He’s slowly dying of brain cancer. He wants to build good memories before his memory is totally gone. What a story. Click here for more.
So my boss has a migraine & just completely lost it. Went ballistic. I was the unlucky recipient of the unjust wrath. Even though it was followed by an apology, it still sucked. But, then. I go on lunch, to find this message from my friend who just ended her second round of chemo:
“And then there is you (yeah…this part is about you).You have been there for me through everything. You mean the world to me and I would happily give up bacon for the rest of forever for you if that is what it would take. My life would not be the same without you. You inspire me and push me and make me giggle. You are the best give life has given me and I thank you for that.
And don’t think your 10 went unnoticed. I saw that and thought to myself…dang…she is doing it. She is really doing it. Shit Andrea…you have overcome so many things. And the masses might not even realize it or see it but I do. I am so proud of you. Keep running that pretty little ass of yours until it hurts so bad you (censored censored censored). Keep being silly and sassy and everything wonderful that you are. “
And my horrible day just got wonderful. Absolutely wonderful.