Susan McCorkindale

Author. Editor. Autism Advocate.

If it’s Tuesday, it must be Georgetown

2.27.12

I sat down to post pictures of my Miami escape…..

and to tell you how fun it was to drink Bloody Mary’s all day on the beach, dance ’til the wee morning at Mango’s, recover with a sixty-minute massage, and then do it all over again, but I made the mistake of opening my email.

One of my husband’s dearest friends was just diagnosed with inoperable pancreatic cancer. His doctors have given him 90 days. Frankly, I am sick at the news. Sick at the memories it brought back. The feelings of helplessness, and disbelief, and fear so deep I thought I was going to faint in front of the surgeon.

I will never forget that day. And maybe tomorrow, when I’ve forced this pain that’s bubbled up back in its little box, I’ll take a stroll down South Beach memory lane. But today I’m going to pray for Don. Thank you for doing so, too.

P.S.
I don’t know about you, but when I’m sad it helps to spend money. These are very good causes if you’re so inclined:


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