Saturday, May 12, 2007

What it felt like

When Dr. Morgan told us the news, it was as if all of life had slapped our face. That sounds strange, I know, but somehow, it was almost insulting. Maybe because it felt like it just couldn't be; it just shouldn't be.

I hope we, from that time until now, have learned not to trust our feelings. Whenever anyone experiences that frigid combination of uncertainty, unbelief, and just pure terror, it's hard to come back to the reality of the moment: that life is no more unpredictable and out of control than it was the moment before. One friend said it this way: "All the things in life we hold so dear are tenuous at best."

The breakfast from Biscuits didn't sit well. I was sick the whole time at Sunriver.

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