Rambling about the past week.

When I was younger, I always wondered if life would be different better if we all just lived in a soap opera. This past week has proven to me that real life has a way of timing things that no script writer could ever pull off.

At the beginning of the week:

• I was missing Uncle R-S. Still do.
• I had no contact with my half-siblings. I do now. And I have absolutely no fucking idea on how to process it nor seeing the photos of my father's funeral.
• I didn't know that another friend was to be affected by cancer.
• I didn't know that another friend would know (again) how it felt to be so far from home at a terrible time.
• I didn't know the power of hope. And the pain it can cause to keep that little flame burning.
• I didn't know the true power of an opinion expressed by some one else at the right moment.
• I didn't know the healing power of tiramisu, iced coffee and a girly chat.
• I didn't know how supportive my in-laws could be.
• I had no idea how it would end!
• I had no idea how true this (picture below) was and how lucky I am!

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