As yet I just haven't been round to comment and the reason is that I had the most beautiful email from my friend Sue's husband Jim after her funeral. It shook me to the core and I've cried a lot on Sunday, how can I ever feel I made a difference - but apparently Jim thought I did. Here's just part:
I know you were a great help in supporting Susan through her recovery from the throat cancer. Not just by taking her out and about but also allowing her to feel feminine again. For which I am grateful. I am not so sure about encouraging the interest in handicrafts as Susan was never one to do things by half and so the place began to fill up with every piece of equipment and stock, ready for her retirement. Of course, I have to admit to aiding and abetting as we didn’t know retirement would be so short and painful.
We sure did work hard on the recovery and also the feminine bit quite a few years (10 or so) ago. One day I took Sue to the hairdresser to have her waist length hair trimmed ('only slightly Di she cried') and then her hair, which hadn't been touched for weeks due to radiation therapy, was gently and so carefully washed by my hairdresser. Sue was swathed in bandages around her throat at the time and I sat holding her hand making sure the bandages didn't get damp. I don't want praise, it's just what happened. It happens girls.
As Sue grew stronger the next stage was to take her out and about to build her confidence, swathed in floaty scarves and we did get into some mischief for sure! One day I'll reveal all :)
Then as Sue was back to work and much stronger we used to meet up one evening a week every Wednesday, as I'd stopped the dreadful commute to London cycle and so we didn't see each other every evening on the train. We met in a well known local department store for 'tea and cakes'. Snigger, and then, with Sue still wearing floaty scarves to hide the vicious scars ...... we used to try all their new hats and fascinators on and clown around :) Ha, am amazed we didn't get asked to leave really!
I did smile about the abundance of handicraft goodies Jim spoke about - Sue would walk into a store, look around, grin and then say 'I'll take one of everything please' ! Never did things by half :)
Oh my little friend Sue, they were such bitter-sweet days. Sleep well - you fought bravely for so many years. And I guess now you're getting God to try fancy hats on huh?
Love always from