Today I got news that I was expecting, but it was still a shock. Our family friend, Sandy, died today of advanced ovarian cancer. You may remember that I knit her a prayer shawl and a hat. She was the same age as my brother- they went through school together.
Last week, I went down to see my Mom and also made sure that I got to see Sandy. I drove down to her house through lovely LA traffic and we spent about 1 1/2 hours hanging out on her bed and just chatting and being together. When someone is that ill, just being present in the moment is the best thing in the world. Sandy told me a couple of hilarious stories about what the meds were doing to her at night, and reported, with great pride, that her hospice nurse told her that she was the funniest client she’d ever had. I believe it totally!!!
I saw Sandy on Thursday, and Saturday was a party for her mom’s 80th birthday. Sandy told me that she’d see me there, which seemed completely unrealistic, and I came home and told my mom so. But Saturday, just as we arrived, Sandy was there! Since her father is mostly confined to a wheelchair now, he hadn’t seen her in a couple of months, and didn’t expect to see her again. Many tears were shed by all in attendance.
Today I spoke to her Mom, Bonny, and we talked about how the human will can make things happen that you just don’t think will. Sandy’s goal was to get to that party for her Mom, her gift was being there to see her Dad one last time. It doesn’t get much better than that, as family goes.
And the hat and the shawl that I knit for Sandy? The hat was on the bed, and the shawl at the dining table. A knitter notices these things…