But, recently, I've come to realize that my troubles pale in comparison to those of many people I know. I started thinking about this a few days before Christmas when my ex called to tell me that his best friend had just had a heart attack**. His best friend who is a mere 29 years old! Who the hell has a heart attack at 29 years old?? As I recovered from the shock of this unexpected news, my head began to reel as I started a mental tally of all the terrible things that have happened this year:
- one of my closest friends tragically lost his mother to cancer
- four of my good friends lost grandparents
- one of my best friend's aunts, at 47 years young, had a very debilitating stroke
- my grandfather had heart surgery (which we are very thankful he has recovered from)
- my grandmother had a heart attack (which we are very thankful she managed to survive) and was diagnosed with a breast cancer that is not being treated, as the doctors believe she could not survive surgery, chemo or radiation
- a dear friend of mine had a tumor the size of a football removed from her abdomen (and we are counting our blessings with that one, as she seems to have recovered nicely, thank goodness)
- one of my dad's work colleagues drowned
- like mine, my sister's marriage of 12 years also ended; unlike me, however, she has a 2-year-old daughter
It's gotten to the point that I'm afraid to answer the phone. There's only 4 days left of 2006 and I shudder to think what those days will hold. I'm holding out hope that 2007 will bring brighter days - a job, some stability and no more people having unexpected health issues at unreasonably young ages. Is that really too much to ask?
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go unplug my phone and hide under my covers until the New Year, in the hopes that the Fates will forget to curse what is left of my 2006. Of course, since I live in a basement, that won't help me if that big earthquake that Vancouver is overdue for hits, burying me in rubble***. Oh well, it will make a nice break from the hurricanes we've been having lately.
*and by nearly, I mean the words, "I would like you to come and work with me" were actually spoken.
**Paul, if you are reading this (and I know you are), all those times I told you to "go to hell" - I didn't mean it literally. Yeesh.
***on the bright side, I do have earthquake coverage as part of my apartment insurance!