Australia is the scene for this week's Fun Monday. DubYaT aka: WT aka: Willowtree at A Dingo's Got My Barbie is adjusting his tiara crown as he has accepted the throne and sent out the edict to all his loyal subjects. First of all, he has never scolded me for calling him DubYaT, so I'll continue to do so until notified to cease and desist. To enjoy all the other posts for this week's Fun Monday, "clink the link." Also, when you have the time, "Google" DubYaT to see what appears on your screen. Yes, you will find him there, along with George W. on the same page ! Who knew ?
Now, on to today's challenge and I quote, "Tell us about your best friend. Particularly things like where you first met, how long you've been friends, and why you think you are best friends."
He goes on to say "...totally open to interpretation...depart from the normal sticky back photo based posts that are the norm and give everyone a chance to get texty and just a little emotional..."
This has mulled around in my mind since the day I saw the challenge. Memories of special people came flooding in.
Those friends I only see once every five years or so, but we seem to not realize that time has elasped the second we hug. Just as if those years never happened.
Those friends who are in my life daily.
Those friends who have passed on but will remain in my heart forever.
That little four-legged friend who was the true definition of unconditional love. (If you have not read this post, please take the time to "clink the link" and read it. The quote that comes to mind when I think of him is, "To err is human, to forgive, canine."
But there was never a doubt in my mind who the subject of this post would be. I think it will answer Willowtree's questions: where did we first meet, how long have we been friends, and why I think they are my best friends. Yes, DubYaT, I have two. Since I've never really ever followed the rules for Fun Monday, I wondered, "Why start now?"
It seems when creating a post like this, punctuation, capitalization, grammar, and spelling are not important. Those details seems to cramp my brain and squelch my thoughts, So, with that in mind, I'm just going to string together what my brain is telling my fingers to say.
...diagnosis breast cancer only thirty-nine divorce proceedings well underway in past five years lost both parents to suicide life is beating me up there is no light there is no tunnel there is a total eclipse of the sun there is a total eclipse of the moon there is no light there was a time the pills in both my hands could have killed a horse thoughts of taking my life a few years ago seem ludicrous now i'm in a fight for my life how do i tell my two precious daughters that I have c ca can canc cance cancer ... with grace and strength and vulnerablity and most of all with love if i die i want them to remember me as a fighter a strong woman but i will not die no brothers no sisters no mom no dad but i am not alone family and friends cocoon me my cancer is now their cancer we will survive there are no secrets whatever the doctors tell me is shared with my girls no need to worry about the darkness knowledge is power the results of MRI's blood tests x-rays are discussed the good the bad and the ugly fear grips us all hope reigns supreme there are graduations to attend tennis matches and softball games to watch their will be weddings to plan grandbabies to hold my daughters hold me they smile and cry in unison they are my life they are my strength they suffer over every hair that falls they hear my sickness they watch the pounds melt away their mother is disappearing before their very eyes my world shatters into shards my girls put the pieces back together creating a beautiful m o s a i c for me they cried we all cried our laughter dried our tears we were a team we are a team we were best friends we are best friends we will always be best friends... my girls and me...
To my oldest daughter and my youngest daughter, this song is for you... and for everyone else who has faced the darkness, or is facing the darkness..I hope you have two best friends to help you through it as I did. Friends who can help you paint that m o s a i c of a rainbow, way up high, where the skies are blue, and where bluebirds fly...that land mentioned once in a lullaby where clouds are far behind and troubles melt like lemondrops...where dreams you dare to dream really do come true...where trees are green and roses are red and skies are blue and clouds are white, and days are bright and blessed and nights are dark and sacred...Yes, the colors of a rainbow, so pretty in the sky...and I think to myself what a wonderful world...when you have friends as I.
If you have 289 seconds, watch and listen and wish upon a star...
For another version of Somewhere Over the Rainbow, scroll down to the next post.
