01-24-24 Sweet Victoria
I worked my tush off today in order to get to Key City by 4 to host and emcee the Winter Ale series. Shortly before it was time to shut down, I saw a video from my dear friend. This was unusual as she has been posting Metatastic Musings ever since she got her diagnosis, 925 days ago. This was a video to say that she wasn’t going to make it to 1000 as she hoped, that she has requested Medically Assisted Death. I wept watching it. I know it is the absolute right choice. She has teen daughters and a husband who have been on this journey with her and I know that they have made a family decision. Death is more about the ones left behind, I know that, but… Fuck Cancer!
I fell into the arms of my friend, Monica and had a cry and a good hug. She was the one who reminded me to compartmentalize. I headed to the theatre and dropped off stuff but had to leave. I came home and got sick and put on fresh lipstick and my acting armour. I stopped at Encore for a couple good hugs and a lovely conversation with Addison about travel destinations which helped my mind to clear. Once back at the theatre it got interesting as someone else had also been asked to intro. I had no state of mind to reply properly so I just bowed out for the initial part and took over after. We had a good talk and are all good between us. I will be bringing up the issue with the person who asked him when I am less reactive.
I also learned today that my friend Gordon has been sent home for palliative care. I arranged to go see him Friday late afternoon as I am afraid no to see him before I go. I just want to tell him I love him and ask what his favourite character is that I can get a pic with while I am away.
People keep asking me if I am excited to go, but it is hard to be excited right now. I realized I have been stressed when I saw that I posted the last few as 2023, sigh. That’s been fixed. I need to find peace to sleep tonight as I have my Rotary Induction ceremony tomorrow, meetings with a new auditor for one client, and a zoom meeting for VIMF coordinators as well as 4 clients GST still to file by end of day Friday. I have gotten good at answering, ‘can we revisit that in February’ to the email rolling in for assistance.
Sorry if this is depressing. I am trying not to be depressed by sharing it. Putting things down like this, helps.
Oh, and the show tonight was fricken amazing. Like Father, Like Son, Marty and Eli Beingessner from Harrogate, B.C. were fabulous, I even bought Eli’s CD. Ethan and the Elevators are a group of guys who have previously played in many bands (including Bif Naked) and they came together to Rip It Up!!
triumphgal 