This day started out lovely, with a cuddly toddler and FaceTiming with Nathan and the kids. Then Kyrie and I got ready for our day, and she had some cereal and banana while I had yogurt and granola. Then we went on a walk!
There is a park near where we stay, and it is lovely. We walked with Lisa and Kirsten and the puppy Gen, who definitely needs a photo op with Kyrie while we are here. Kyrie slid down slides and climbed ladders and ran on sidewalks and played in sand and threw a football, and had a blast until her body quit on her and we had to head back to the house.
We were super excited about lunch, which was supposed to be a cancer date with one of my friends. She is an interpreter in Salt Lake, and is the one who first showed me around when I got called to the church office buildings the first time, and who was so kind to once spend a whole day shuttling me and Sherrolyn all over town to see all the different temples. I will never forget that kindness, and I really appreciate her service to me that trip.
But now she has cancer, too, except hers is a terminable brain tumor kind of cancer. She is dying, as all of us are, but so short of what any of us would wish. Our prayers for her are comfort, and her goal is to make it to see some life events with her children in the next several months.
While there are many I would want to see while in town, I really am here for chaplaincy training and the baby, so I don’t have a lot of free time.
But this friend was top of the list to see, as it may be our last time together.
I helped her put on her shoes before we left her house, as tenderly as I do with Kyrie, because her left side doesn’t cooperate anymore.
I voiced more than I usually would with a good terp because her hands aren’t able to sign the way they could before.
But her spirit was determined, and her smile the same as I remember, and she was so excited to see Kyrie – whom we had not been sure would live this long, either.
It was very emotional.
But before we could even get started eating, she passed out and we had to call the ambulance.
And because cancer is awful.
And because we all need to live consciously and intentionally and aware that we must not take each other for granted.
And time is fleeting.
It seemed perfect that Lisa and Kirsten take me and Kyrie up to Brighton today, where the tops of mountains are within reach and the water tastes like the kind of freshness from centuries ago. It was beautiful and peaceful, and I prayed for my friend. We took a little walk, but didn’t have the stroller and Kyrie wasn’t able to go far. But it was worth it, and my spirit was nourished.
We rested back at the house after, and ate dinner still worried about my friend. We FaceTimed the kids back home, and got Kyrie into pajamas. Home Teachers came, and my friend Kirsten blessed my friend with a prayer.
And then we finally got word, that my friend made it through today, but is on oxygen now
I hope she knows she is loved, and I am hope her husband knows how grateful We are for his good care of her.
I pray for them, and for Kirsten, and for Kyrie, my girls on oxygen.
I am grateful for moments with each of them, however short, and feel in my heart the miracle that these visit are and the courage we are inspired with as we connect others who have shares our experience in some way.