They called us Mutt and Jeff, we called ourselves David and Jonathan. I never knew who was Mutt or who was Jeff, but it became understood that I was David and she was Jonathan, it wasn't my choice, I would have chosen the other way around. But she said that I was flawed, but pure like David. She was a loyal soldier. I could see her argument. If you wanted one then look for the other. We were always together, in school, at pioneer girls, at church, on the playground. Joined at the hip soul twins, BFF's forever, whatever, De was mine and I was her's. I even defined the spelling of her name. She was Dee or dee until I turned her into De. I love her more than I can tell you, more than there are words to describe. As much as everyone says we are the same, I can love her when I can't love me. She is my BFF for life. And since we both have eternal life that is a very long time.
When I was told I had cancer, she was the first personal call I made. Her response was "What do you need from me, what can I do?" "Drive me to chemo" and she did, all 16 sessions. She sat with me as I had poison, mustard gas, poured into my veins. She took me home and made sure that their was someone available to me.
Today, I was online. Facebook is always up, I got a message. "Did you get my message?" My answer "No, did Stephanie have a good birthday?" Stephanie spent her birthday with her father. She doesn't know the news that I'm going to tell you. She won't know until she and her brother's family return from their holiday. De's next words were shattering..."Bob was diagnosed with leukemia on Thursday."( long area of white space ) "What?" Bob has leukemia. I can't breathe...I must breathe for De....So my response was What? What can I do? Can I clean your house? Can I cook you meals? Can I walk your dogs? What can I do...love talks though actions. Because boy, do I love Bob... but I love his wife even more and that isn't creepy. Sometimes I think that we share a soul if not a spirit. She is me and I am she. I will fight to the death for her. They are facing the awful diagnosis...Bob has leukemia. BOB HAS LEUKEMIA. BOB HAS LEUKEMIA!!!!!!! I take a breath and remember, then I calm myself...Bob has leukemia...I need to find out what he and De need. I need to be flexible for them...Oh God, Bob has leukemia!!!! Please heal him.
4 comments:
thankful you are there to help, grieve, drive, wait, listen, and understand...hugs and smiles to all...
More than anything, you can be an ear, a confidant. You've been through it...you understand and you can listen. You will get through this together. How blessed she is to have a Mutt or a Jeff.
You are both so blessed to have each other. Friendships such as your's are truly rare. You already know what to do for her and you are already doing it. You will keep giving her strength and loving her through these days of trial. You are one of the ways God's love is being shown to her.
Such a wonderful friendship and I do pray and hope I find a friend such as that. But I do hope and pray that the Lord's will is done in Bob's life. God is a healer and He healed someone at my church from cancer, which I thought was pretty amazing. I will be saying a prayer for you all. Thanks for being such a great friend.
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