The Anecdotal Life Part.49

I am a recovering grief-a-holic. I hope. At times it feels like I am and at times I feel like I am drifting back down into the "slough of despondency". Losing two sisters and one friend within a forty two day period is a rough go at best. All to cancer. It is unnerving to discover that they are still scratching the surface for cures to this disease and are finding that there are so many different varieties, demanding even more answers. The worst realization was that mammograms, while somewhat helpful, may not even give you a glimpse or warning of certain cancers. Cat scans can be good, but which Ct. scan is best? Pet Ct scan? Spiral Ct. scan? I have had four sisters with breast cancer and am rightfully getting a case of the royal heebe jeebes. ( don't really know how to spell that)
As to grief recovery, well, Thursday was pretty bad. I cried all day and then made myself pancakes and that helped. If I could get back to the boat, I know could get over being the "town crier". Too cold even to venture near the marina now though. Art and writing help. Friends help. Time helps.
Whatever, I would like to dedicate today's blog to my sister, Ruth Bowen, who passed away on Sunday, February 4th, 2007....much to our total shock and dismay. We were quite a "band of sisters".They have been the four best friends of my life. No matter what went down, I could count on hearing from the lineup.
Ruth was a lady. Good breeding poured out of her. Kindness, understanding, and gracious hospitality to every living creature and being within her daily reach were constants , but my favorite part of Ruthie was her profound sense of humor and realization of the ridiculous in life. She knew what was important. I miss her so badly I can hardly stand it, but I am going to have to stand it, aren't I? I keep thinking of the that song lines " Has anybody here seen my old friend Bobby?" It's the last line I can't get out of my head; "can you tell me where they've gone?"
Copyright: February 11, 2007.