Jul 19 8:20pm – It was a good day with a very good friend – we had some Vietnamese for lunch and than had some BBQ chips and some M&Ms and some Triscuits together while we watched two Bogart movies – The Barefoot Contessa and Beat the Devil. The islands of friendship and companionship that pop up here and there in the otherwise vast ocean of coping and healing is much appreciated. It’s like a med – it can sometimes take weeks or months of taking a small tiny tablet daily to finally start feeling better from and getting over an illness. So yes, the curry and chatter and Bogart films were like little medicine tabs – taken regularly I believe I will be able to heal up some over time. Thanks, C. You don’t know how special it was to be hanging out – even with the licks and slobber.
I continue to receive cards and messages. We all are slowly slowly slowly coming to some closure, aren’t we? I agree with so many of you – Regina was tired. And as I have told many of you – we would have done everything possible post-transplant to have kept quality of life something worth fighting for. No question. But Regina was tired – she said it many times and she looked it for the last six months. I will never in any way take the presumptuous position of thinking that I know what God’s providence was and is all about in our lives – I won’t and don’t. But I can and do find peace in knowing that God did allow Regina to find, I believe, sabbath shalom – ‘may you become whole during your ceasing of laborious work’.
From Zak and Isaiah 57:
The righteous perish, and no one takes it to heart; the devout are taken away, and no one understands that the righteous are taken away to be spared from evil. Those who walk uprightly enter into peace; they find rest as they lie in death.