The other day I was recalling a conversation I had with a friend a few months ago. It went something like this:
Friend: "Do you remember that one guy who hung out with my group of friends from that other school?"
Me: "Yeah, I think so."
Friends: "Well, somehow I was saying something about you recently and he remembered meeting you a couple times...maybe when you were sick or something...anyways, he thought you had died!"
At this point, I think I actually laughed. I knew people I did not know that well or people I went to high school with that I never talked to again may had assumed this over the years if they never heard about or saw me again. It was strangely funny to me. I was supposed to die and well, I did not-it is funny and wonderful at the same time.
Today, I am grateful for: a massage!, friends, family, going out with old friends from the 'cancer world' tonight