Anyone who’s been reading me a long time knows Terry, CancerDiva. We met through blogging years ago and I was lucky enough to be friends in real life with her as well. She had terminal cancer and through it all she found the humor in even the most awful parts. She laughed her ass off at my dumb cancer jokes and she made me a stronger person. The day she realized the chemo was causing all her hair to fall out she invited friends and family to her hair shaving party, where we all drank champagne and laughed and cried a little together. In the next year and a half Terry got worse but we still managed to squeeze in an occassional breakfast date or phone call. The last time I saw her I was sitting with her at the hospital. She slept while I wrote, then she woke up and smiled, then threw up, then laughed. I was all “Oh, never mind. That’s the usual effect I have on people”. Her sister, Bev, was generous enough to always keep me in the loop about Terry’s ups and downs and this morning I woke up to an email from Bev that Terry had died in the night.
For once I’m at a loss for words. Goodbye Terry. I’ll hold my family a little closer because of you.
Terry Hayes ~ Rest in peace, sweet friend.
Comment of the day: A beloved friend, Bev died a fortnight ago of cancer. She was teddy bear obsessed, and somehow I got my words switched within this post until i thought you were psychic and also trying to make me cry. Then I realised it’s 2am, and I’m a grief ridden insomniac. I’m so glad you are writing to stop me from eating my fingers off. Especially this. ~ Maddy