well, i'm not the one with the inoperable brain tumor, so, yeah, i suppose that classifies me as the one who is okay.
that being the case, however, did not keep me from sobbing several times, nor from getting teary-eyed now as i write this. nor did it make me strong enough or wise enough to *not* send the email offering to fly him to new york for a (possibly one-last) visit.
but now that i got his voicemail reply, in which he gently asserts that, yes, it would be nice, but, as i said in my email, he can't, and that, he just doesn't think his wife will go for it ... well, now i think i'm back to focusing my life energy on the mathematical education and general welfare of my 82 adopted children, the pursuit of sleep, the snuggling of kitty, and my entirely unnecessary and inappropriate crush on my math professor, instead of on the man who came closest to being my husband who is going for a biopsy on march 15th for the tumor which has been causing him seizures since november.
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that being the case, however, did not keep me from sobbing several times, nor from getting teary-eyed now as i write this. nor did it make me strong enough or wise enough to *not* send the email offering to fly him to new york for a (possibly one-last) visit.
but now that i got his voicemail reply, in which he gently asserts that, yes, it would be nice, but, as i said in my email, he can't, and that, he just doesn't think his wife will go for it ... well, now i think i'm back to focusing my life energy on the mathematical education and general welfare of my 82 adopted children, the pursuit of sleep, the snuggling of kitty, and my entirely unnecessary and inappropriate crush on my math professor, instead of on the man who came closest to being my husband who is going for a biopsy on march 15th for the tumor which has been causing him seizures since november.
yeah.
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you and your person will be in my thoughts.
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