Freak

I loved Fuzz Bucket very much, and when she came into my life, I realise how ill prepared I was to care for another soul.  I had the internets, and I found a group called Petbunny, an email list full of people that cared enough to educate me about my new friend, and who supported me through her life, and ultimately mourned her loss with me, and supported me through a very rough period.

I became very close to some of these people that I have never met, and since that time I have lost touch with.

I never discounted the impact these people had on my life.  I still hope one day to meet up with Patricia, Shely, Shari,  Michelle, and Karen, and Laura, and Jan, Carolyn, and Melanie.  There are too many others to name, but you get the idea. 

It’s been more than 4 years since I actively participated in the forum that all these people were a part of – so it’s a shock to me that I am so rattled by the news that Carolyn has been diagnosed with cancer, and is currently waiting for results of the test that will tell her if the cancer that was removed by surgery has spread. 

Carolyn has a young family, and though I have never met her, have never spoken to her on the phone, haven’t even seen her photograph, I find myself in tears on the other side of the world, hoping that my friend will be ok.

Does that make me a freak ?