Thursday, September 16, 2010

Parking lot ballroom

After the initial news was delivered to me, I struggled a bit to get my family out of the waiting room, but we finally walked out the front doors. I couldn't bring myself to hold it in much longer. They naturally asked what was wrong and patiently stood in front of the doors while people walked past into the office until I was ready to get to the car. My boyfriend, being the odd individual that he is, waited a while and decided to make me waltz right there in the parking lot. Again, if you know someone in this position, smiles heal all. Temporarily or not, I smiled at least once, despite the news.

The long wait began before I received another phone call asking me to come back. The wait was unbearable to say the least. If you are waiting for anything, and I mean anything that bring such a heavy stress on you, I know, it is the worst part. I can't tell you something will make you forget for a little, or what can be said to help. For me, nothing helped. That may just be how it goes. I obviously won't speak for everyone's experience, but from mine, try and find the little things you once enjoyed. Worst case scenario, it didn't help, but you got up off the couch and played a round of tennis, or whatever the case may be.

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