I hate that I haven't had time to update for a week. This week was a hard week to blog. In addition to an already hectic schedule, there was the holiday and its festivities, the Saints game Thursday and then, sadly, three people I know died from cancer this week. That was, of course, really sad. I knew all three were very sick and had a feeling on Sunday that their deaths were forthcoming.
One lady, Darsella, I hardly knew. She and I appeared in a couple of company commercials recently. I met her at the filming, in the makeup stage. While I was only able to have a few minutes of her overall life, I remember her incredible personality and happy spirit. We learned that she became very ill after we filmed the commercial and was never able to return to work.
Debbie. On Sunday of last week I kept thinking of this woman we go to church with who has been very ill. In fact, I had been thinking of her so much the last few weeks, I finally sent a message to her saying how much she had been on my mind. Sunday, the church talked a lot about her and Sunday night I could hardly sleep. I tossed most of the night. My husband called me Monday morning after I had left home to ask something and Debbie's photo came up as his contact picture. (My contacts have been jumbled some the last few weeks). He was calling about the kids and I didnt mention it. A few minutes later he text me about Debbie's death. She died the day before her 60th birthday. Debbie was a really special woman. Very upbeat and happy, always had such a positive attitude. When I did Dancing With the Stars, she sent sweet notes (in the midst of battling cancer). Over the last few years I kept running into her (once on a flight, then at one of our check presentations for work, then in a store). I always enjoyed and appreciated her positive outlook. And, her death was especially sad to me.
Ken. The last death this week happened last night. He is the father of one of my closest and dearest friends, Mike. And, I've known him and his family for almost 25 years now. Mike lost his mother only three years ago. It's hard to watch a good friend lose someone, especially a parent. Mike and I are so close that his father's death feels like a death in the family to me. I brought him lunch today. Popeyes. I said, "I know that if my dad died, he'd want you to bring me Popeyes." My dad loves Popeyes. I don't know exactly where Ken stood on Popeyes. But, Mike laughed and enjoyed! I was very good and ate in the box. Mike's dad was famous, at least that is what I thought growing up. He was the most famous dad I ever knew. He was an elected official and I remember thinking that was glamorous. Later, after I "grew up," I realized he was human and like my father in certain ways (incredibly well know and influencial). I really got to know Ken a lot more the last few years. We shared a nice conversation a year or so ago at an LSU football game and enjoyed a fun and financially rewarding race at the tracks on his horse earlier this year! He will be missed...especially by Mike. My heart breaks for him as he mourns this loss.
Just wanted to explain my online absence and recognize the lives of those lost this week.
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