I didn't know her personally, I only knew of her kindess, and the rare kind of love that she and
popfiend shared. But the news of Lisa's passing shook me deeply, reminding me of my own brother's death that came sudden and unexpectedly, as well of my father's grief when my mother made her transition. My heart aches for my friend,
popfiend, as I know anything I say will seem insufficient. I've let him know I am here for him and that my heart goes out to him. I've passed along my number so he has someone to call if he needs a friendly ear.
From a distance, all I can really do is hold him in prayer, and that I've been doing.
Ironically, I had a cardiac cath this week and it came up clean. Despite my horridly high cholesterol, especially the "bad" cholesterol, my arteries were not blocked. So, something else - perhaps artery spasms - is the cause of my angina.
That aside, I've got nothing. I'm just keeping a good friend in prayer, and my stuff, good and bad, doesn't amount to much today in light of Lisa's transition. Love you,
popfiend, and do call me any time: I'm here for you.