I’ve been thinking about a friend of mine all day. We’ve known each other a long time—since the early 90’s, and she shares a birthday with my youngest. She retired a while ago, and we don’t see or talk to each other regularly anymore but we talked last night. She shared that her young grandson has cancer and that she was just diagnosed with breast cancer as well.

I want to know what the heck is going on. I mean, come on. There are too many people going through too much painful crap this year! I feel terrible for my friend and wish she didn’t have so much to deal with.

But I know this. She’s very strong and resilient. She has a no-nonsense approach to life that allows her handle issues head on, and she’s able to look on the bright side of things. She said her grandson is doing well with his treatments. The family is supportive and hopeful. And her cancer is in the very early stage, so she shouldn’t need chemo. That’s positive! Although it’s not good news, I’m thankful the prognosis is good for both of them. I’m grateful my friend reached out to me, so I can be there for her.