you don’t know yourself till you’re low

The last day and a half since my my “lonely girl” post have brought more crying and coughing. Sometimes hearts get heavier and heaviest, and there’s nothing to do but strain under the weight. These friends are helping to gently lighten the load:
*Steve with jokes and checking ins
*Rebecca with with kisses all over my snotty, teary face
*Heather, James and Travis with their very distinctive comments on my last entry
*Mikey with an invite to be his TV buddy
*Allison (my dear Internet friend) with a long, loving email
*Another Internet friend writing a small, sweet email
*My classmates and colleagues insisting that I go home and get well, and being really understanding about the whole “crying a lot” thing (On Thursday I cried in class. Twice.)
*A package in the mail from my elderly NY friend Eddie containing a wolf shirt and a pink NYC baseball cap
It’s very rare that I get hit so hard. Thank you friends, for reminding me that I have friends. I think (hope?) I’ll be normal again soon.