Anger Management
Yesterday was the memorial event for one of my best friends in the world who died about a month ago. Jacqui had endometrial cancer, what I would call a first cousin once removed from ovarian cancer. Similar symptoms, similar treatment. The thing is, Jacqui was getting better. Her oncologist, who does not see the world through rose-colored glasses, was incredibly pleased with her progress. Her tumor had shrunk immensely and the future was looking much much brighter. And it showed. Jacqui’s eyes were brighter. Her appetite picked up. She was making plans for travel. She was seeing a future. And then she didn’t have one. I am not going to go into what I think went wrong. Legal reasons. Privacy. But let’s just say it has left me angry. And this anger is not likely to go away any time soon. Jacqui was one of those people who had many many friends. Once you knew her, you couldn’t forget her. She was the person you knew you could call in the middle of the night if you needed her. She wa