S is for Sherry, My Special Friend

                                                  

                                              

I'm in North Carolina as I type this post tonight. I arrived late last night after a 12-hour drive. Needless to say, I'm exhausted today.

Sherry and I became friends when we were seven years old. We are now quite a bit older, more than quite a bit. I haven't seen her in 14 years, but we've kept in contact via the internet or phone. She is having a major surgery on Wednesday, thus I came to assist her until she is able to care for herself again.

 

 

We have a bond between us that goes beyond this earth. It isn't a tangible bond, but spiritual as if we'd known each other before we were here. We are opposite in so many ways, yet alike.

So tonight I write 'S' for my friend, Sherry. It is my prayer that all goes well for her, and she heals completely. Breast cancer can be a scary thing, especially if you have to go under the knife without a friend nearby to see you through.

S is for Sherry
My Special Friend