my friend caroline left this morning at 6:00...supershuttle took an hour and a half to get the airport - normally just over a half hour drive. but that was nothing compared to caroline's epic 14+ hour drive from missoula, mt to denver. talk about dedication.
caroline and i grew up together. we had matching bikes. we played frogger. we tried to suntan our pale bodies in her front yard - flipping over every 15 minutes. we had family vacations together catching frogs. she introduced me to neil young and 'the wall.' we spent hours in the used record store. and 3 years ago, i was her maid of honor at her wedding in MT.
and tuesday she drove what felt like a billion hours to help take care of me...i think her travel time was longer than the actual time she was in denver!
man, having breast cancer might just be worth it! :P
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
-Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi 1207-1273, written in 1230
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well, worth it? I guess you maybe could have just asked some of us to come to that place. It may have been easier. next time skip the cancer and just send me an email with a few suggestions on which weekends would be good for visitors. I LOVE YOU BUNNY!!!!!!
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