No Rest

I learned last night, that a dear friend of mine has an aggressive form of prostate and bladder cancer.

My father told me this; he and Howard are close friends. I have not spoken to Howard yet, but I know he will be calling me today.

I am scared.

I realize that Howard is the one with the cancer, but his sickness affects a lot of people that are very important to me. I don’t know how Dad will cope if we lose Howard. Losing Aunt Phil put him in the hospital for two weeks. There is only so much grief a man, even my father, can take at one time. Howard’s son Doug is one of my favorite people in the world. Whenever things are going badly around here, Doug has this way of showing up and lightening the load. I can’t imagine what’s going through his mind right now. I can’t call him, because I don’t know for sure that he knows yet.

I am scared for me too. I am not ready to say goodbye to another friend.

Peace