Cancer sucks, there’s no question about it. But I have been deeply moved by the genuine outpouring of affection and concern from so many people – family, friends, strangers, and others – since I got diagnosed a few weeks ago. There hasn’t been a day that’s gone by that I haven’t felt deeply grateful to somebody for something.Remember Karen, the woman who approached me to ask if I was Duncan’s owner? Well, she emailed me on Friday and said she’d like to drop off a care package on Saturday. There was food and wine and flowers and movies and catnip and a toy for Duncan! It was amazing. GC and I spent all evening saying “This is amazing!” as we ate our way through most of the food and drank our way through most of the wine, and watched Burn After Reading. Even Duncan, who doesn’t normally show much interest in toys, fell in love with the mouse who scuttles across the floor when you pull his tail. (I’ll try to get some video of Duncan skidding across the floor in hot pursuit.)
I love that there are people like Karen in the world. It was such a kind thing to do, especially considering we’ve only met once, and briefly at that.
A few years ago, Megan was writing an article about blogging and community. I think she interviewed a number of local bloggers about our thoughts on whether there is, in fact, a blogging community, and whether virtual communities are as ‘real’ as ‘real’ communities. Something like that, anyway. If I had any doubts then, I can say unequivocally now that virtual communities are real. I have taken genuine comfort over the past few weeks from the words and actions of so many people in my virtual community. I love you guys. Thank you for being here for me.