Strange Days
The past two days have been strange.
For those that aren't on my myspace, my good friend Nan-C-Lee's husband Bob passed away two days ago. He never did fully recover from the initial heart attack 16 months ago, and the subsequent transplant.
I just saw Nan-C a week ago, and she said Bob had been home since New Years (longest he'd ever been home) and how he was going for walks and doing normal every day things... She told me to come by as he'd love to see me. Well the next day I came down with the stomach flu (as did Hersh and Cameron). We were all pretty much in bed for the week.
On Friday morning I opened my email, and there was an email from Nan-C saying Bob had passed away Thursday night. I had to call her because I didn't believe it was true. As soon as she answered, I knew... I started crying telling her I was so so sorry... She was crying. We both were saying that we couldn't believe this was happening.. But it is happening.
Nan-C has been a good friend of mine for over 13 years... They've always been "Bob and Nan-C" to me. Not one without the other. This is one of the most painful things I've ever felt.
When I'm upset, I don't eat or sleep. I cry randomly and it doesn't matter if I'm in my living room or the grocery store. Needless to say, that's why I'm up at 3:30am. Sleeping pills aren't working.
I know God has a plan in this, and right now, He is all I need... More importantly, He is all Nan-C and her three sons need. If I could, I'd bring Bob back to her... Anything short of that just feels unimportant.
I'm so so sad you guys. I feel as though I've lost a part of me. He was the sweetest man. He loved his family and his friends. He was so incredibly funny and loyal and strong.
If you want to read more about his story, the website is www.pleasehelpbob.com. It's not been updated since September of 06, but it gives you a tiny glimpse in to what he went through. I can't bring myself to take my "pleasehelpbob.com" bumpersticker off of my car.
Part of me is still hoping it's not true.
For those that aren't on my myspace, my good friend Nan-C-Lee's husband Bob passed away two days ago. He never did fully recover from the initial heart attack 16 months ago, and the subsequent transplant.
I just saw Nan-C a week ago, and she said Bob had been home since New Years (longest he'd ever been home) and how he was going for walks and doing normal every day things... She told me to come by as he'd love to see me. Well the next day I came down with the stomach flu (as did Hersh and Cameron). We were all pretty much in bed for the week.
On Friday morning I opened my email, and there was an email from Nan-C saying Bob had passed away Thursday night. I had to call her because I didn't believe it was true. As soon as she answered, I knew... I started crying telling her I was so so sorry... She was crying. We both were saying that we couldn't believe this was happening.. But it is happening.
Nan-C has been a good friend of mine for over 13 years... They've always been "Bob and Nan-C" to me. Not one without the other. This is one of the most painful things I've ever felt.
When I'm upset, I don't eat or sleep. I cry randomly and it doesn't matter if I'm in my living room or the grocery store. Needless to say, that's why I'm up at 3:30am. Sleeping pills aren't working.
I know God has a plan in this, and right now, He is all I need... More importantly, He is all Nan-C and her three sons need. If I could, I'd bring Bob back to her... Anything short of that just feels unimportant.
I'm so so sad you guys. I feel as though I've lost a part of me. He was the sweetest man. He loved his family and his friends. He was so incredibly funny and loyal and strong.
If you want to read more about his story, the website is www.pleasehelpbob.com. It's not been updated since September of 06, but it gives you a tiny glimpse in to what he went through. I can't bring myself to take my "pleasehelpbob.com" bumpersticker off of my car.
Part of me is still hoping it's not true.