Yesterday an old friend visited. We worked together on the oncology unit. Louise is a spiritual sole without the baggage of an organized religion. Her belief is at one with mine. It's all about how you treat others. She knows how I feel about religion so she was tentative about the cross she gifted me with yesterday. She has just returned from Costa Rica last week and this was a cross she had bought back with her. She was quick to explain it symbolizes hope and she wanted me to accept it on that premise. I love the kind of person Louise is. She made a trip to Machau Picau a few years ago and said it was the most peaceful feeling and a spiritual rejuvenation for her. That's Louise.
She called and asked if she could visit. After she left, the tears stopped. I went outside and washed my car. I pulled some clover for Bugsy and held her for a while and I was able to eat a couple spoons of the potato soup, my favorite, the husband had cooked a few days ago.
Louise will meet us at the doctor's office at 1100 this morning. The husband and daughter will be there too.
A slice of toast and a cup of coffee and then to the shower. Moving on...