Vacation is Over

I planned on telling you about my Mexico trip. The sandy beaches and warm sea. The friendly people and the days on end of lounging. I planned on telling you something entirely different than what is in my heart, right now.

My dear dear friend and coworker is in the hospital with pneumonia. Upon x-raying his lungs, they discovered a mass. They will have to go in to investigate either tomorrow or Thursday. He's young. Only 25. He lights up my life. I am worried.

Upon arriving at work, I shared the news of our bright boy and was told that another one of our coworkers has been bereft with worry and grief, stationed since last week at Stanford Hospital at her girlfriend's bedside. She had an aneurysm. She hasn't woken up since. This coworker, this sweet friend has experienced too much tragedy than in her life. I am worried.

So you see, I am preoccupied. I can't talk about fun in the sun when there is sadness and worry here. Maybe tomorrow. If you can, hold a good thought for these friends of mine.