Ovarian cancer took the life of my dearest friend this week.

She was the one who got me back into this, ART in capital letters, over 10 years ago.  I am forever grateful.  Maybe she knew the phone call I had with her 2 weeks ago was the last one.  I heard the weakness in her voice and thought maybe I caught her at a bad time.  Followed up with an email later that week, a message left on her phone.  Not like my friend to not get back to me.

An email finally came in sharing the news of her death.

For all of you who have lost a friend or family during this time of separation, these flowers are for you too.

I’m holding the pause.

The space between self-control and flight.  I’m catching it and using all my resources to regain self-control and relaxation.  Heavy lifting required.

RIP my friend.