tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690782183117150620.post3237199976571527623..comments2023-11-15T21:37:29.660-05:00Comments on The Cancer Classroom : Memories of Friends The Cancer Classroomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05167823624732091317noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690782183117150620.post-15207390464038823352016-02-29T12:14:40.583-05:002016-02-29T12:14:40.583-05:00Dale, I am grateful for all of your support. Priva...Dale, I am grateful for all of your support. Private message coming your way via Facebook. The Cancer Classroomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05167823624732091317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690782183117150620.post-3347791760451626712016-02-29T08:50:53.691-05:002016-02-29T08:50:53.691-05:00This is so sad. As if you didn't have your pla...This is so sad. As if you didn't have your plate full of undesirable emotions already....I'm so sorry.<br /> Maybe she didn't tell you because she didn't want you to worry or be sad for her. Just a theory.<br /> Your family down here loves you! We want so much to hear good news from you. Later, I'll try to sit down and write you a note to update you on my Lisas cancer journey. <br /> Good luck. Keep being strong.Dale Randlenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690782183117150620.post-8346264594711517362016-02-04T10:50:03.387-05:002016-02-04T10:50:03.387-05:00Yes. Sandie, you are not hesitant to pick-up the p...Yes. Sandie, you are not hesitant to pick-up the phone or send an email or Facebook message to anyone of your friends whenever the mood hits you. I am always afraid I might bother someone. That is not you. For that I am grateful. The Cancer Classroomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05167823624732091317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2690782183117150620.post-32581709534701308482016-02-02T14:58:28.252-05:002016-02-02T14:58:28.252-05:00Dear Lisa -- You have me in tears. Knowing a frie...Dear Lisa -- You have me in tears. Knowing a friend is dying or has passed away is difficult enough... but to find out of the death when you were simply trying to reconnect, breaks my heart. What a gift you were to one another over the years, meant to be friends and to create the beautiful memories you have of her. And, let me say one more thing Little Missy. Seasons do change ... but I'm too old to let seasons strip me of my friendships. YOU ARE MY FRIEND and you are stuck with me forever! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com