Not So Wasted Time
Trip Start Dec 01, 2010
49Trip End Mar 01, 2011
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With Gail feeling a bit better, I have started to think about all of those things and or people I have neglected over the last few months. The friends and family that I have not seen or spoken to in months need to be contacted as well as the many "jobs" Gail has listed for me need to be completed. The list is long and my time here in South Carolina is short. I will be heading north for the summer within days.
As I sat out in the Carolina room with Baxter and Harry, I knew there was only one call that needed to be made above all others and tonight was the night. With phone in hand and fingers dialing I hit the airwaves, anxious for the other line to pick up.
My Sister-in–law answered the phone within 4 rings. There had been a diagnosis of that evil “C” word not so very long ago and she had just undergone surgery a few days ago to fight off this evil thing. I, more than most, completely understand the living hell that she went through in her mind waiting for the results. Unfortunately, Gail and I have been in this position on more than one occasion. Through the many prayers, the skills of Doctors and the grace of God all is well. No traces of anything bad left behind. All will be fine and life will continue as planned.
After a few minutes of talking, somehow the conversation got off topic. We, well 95% me, talked of our children and the costs of college, weddings and our lives in general. I found myself just babbling almost uncontrollably for the longest time without any interruption from Gina, just the occasional laugh and a simple reply to what I was saying. After a very long time we said our good-byes and I sat looking out at the moonlight reflecting of the water in the pond in the yard. Then it hit me! Wait just a minute, what just happened here? That phone call was supposed to be about rejoicing over the great news and Gina’s health and it ended up being a venting session for me! WHAT?
Thinking about this situation I guess there is only one thing left to do. So here it goes. To Gina; many, many thanks for spending the time and allowing me to vent life’s ups and downs with you. I know time is precious and I used up a lot of yours. Sit, relax and tell everyone there on the home front that there will be no complaining about helping out during your recovery. I have your back. After all, we all need you and your “best friend” (you know who she is) to be in tip top shape.