Weeks later, it's Day 95.
I have stayed busy. It's easiest that way.
There was a 15-hour Relay for Life here last night through this morning, the American Cancer Society fundraiser. I understand there were 220 participants, including 75 who walked during the special lap for survivors and caregivers. Best of all, they raised $37,000 in just their fourth year. And some of the luminaries were in honor of Frank.
I couldn't bring myself to be there. This evening I'll spend some time with the main organizer and three Massachusetts friends who came up to support her, and who organize the Relay for Life in Worcester -- where their event in June will bring out 1,000 people.
But ... I could not have coped with yesterday. Too soon. Maybe all this being-busy works to keep me from feeling too much about losing Frank. It all feels too close, too soon and too uneasy.
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