So Rob and I spent Valentines Day together…in the ICU. No, not either of us, but instead a very close friend, Rob’s “brother” – 34 and having a heart attack.
I’m not adult enough to deal with the concept of my friends’ mortality. But I wasn’t given an option, and I really, really, REALLY don’t like not being in control of situations. Helplessness is not an emtion I carry well.
Talk about a wake up call for those of us who keep saying we need to quit this or that, lose weight, get fit, stay in touch better, etc. This makes me not just want to do those things, but need to. He’ll be ok, with some big lifestyle changes, and had a stent put in his heart due to a 3-way blockage – at 34!! – and for that, we are so grateful.
So forgive me not posting my 365 pics this weekend, been a little insane, a lot worried and frightened, and ready to just go to bed early tonight.
In case I haven’t told y’all lately, I love each and every one of you who reads my blog – life, I have learned this weekend, is MUCH too precious.