This weekend our next door neighbour's daughter was savagely murdered as she walked her dog through a local park in broad daylight. Her attacker did not know her, nor is there any motive for his attack.
I have been thinking about this for the last few days. Although the diagnosis of A's cancer came as an incredible shock, and we were ill prepared for the immediate fallout, we have both been thinking of how lucky in many ways we both are. We have each other, and we have the luxury of some time - who knows how much, hopefully a LONG time, but there is time to say the things that we want to say to each other and the people that we love. We have time to do things, make small plans and enjoy each moment of every day - from the cats waking us up with a crescendo of meows, to falling asleep in each others arms and smiling at what the day has brought. Now, in the face of such mindless violence, this has never seemed more important.
We choose the people we gather round us, and in the light of cancer the truth and substance of these true friendships becomes unbreakable. We laugh and cry together - but we all understand the importance of playing a part in each other's lives. This, today, I value more than I ever thought possible.
Tomorrow brings with it the renal specialist for the troubled kidney and then big results from Urology due Friday afternoon at 2.30. Good luck to us all!
T x
