This week we had a Management Team Meeting scheduled. I arrived feeling cranky and expecting to be sitting for 3 hours. My friend/boss was the last to arrive. She spoke first and said she had something to tell us. She said that, of course we knew that she filmed her apartment makeover for the Nate Berkus show last week. They required a medical release. She had a Drs. appointment but was going to cancel it because she before the show came up, she and her husband had a huge bike ride-taking a week or something like that-and she didn't have time for the doc. She had been feeling under the weather for months now, nothing big, just general malaise.
But she went to the doc and described her symptoms and he said, well we'll just do a CT scan.
She has pancreatic cancer.
Suddenly she is no longer my boss and is my beloved friend and I have tears running down my face as I write this.
(The first picture is of my talismans. The second is of my office, or of a corner of it. I'm doing this from my office and on a PC, so it hard to manipulate.-I 'm used to a Mac.)
RevKarla posted this funny FF:
1. My wonderful ergonomic chair that I have carried from office to office and the fabric is now shredded from the substandard "new wooden desks." 2. The wooden desk. As a State of NY Office, our furniture in made in NY State Prisons, Oh Yes. And it tends to shred and fall apart. The beautiful new desks are made of soft woods and when we got them we found that the tops marked so easily-by writing on a paper with a pen, that we had to buy glass tops! 3. My huge cardboard sculpture, leftover packing material from the desks, that sits on top on my bookcase.
I also have a little, strange altar. 4. Piles of files, awaiting my approval, correction, or something else. Just passing through. 5. Photographs of various trips I have taken.