Friends, Fears, and My Favorite Communist
A month or so ago, I saw that Billy Bragg, one of my favorite musicians, was going to be playing near Cleveland. Knowing I couldn't actually afford to go, I jokingly posted about the show on Facebook, saying that if anyone wanted to get a late birthday gift for Ryan and I... Who would have expected that someone would actually jump on that?! Well, our good friend, Dan, did just that. (Thanks, Dan!!!) Dan is one of the good ones. Literally and figuratively. Friends that are so special to us, we basically adopt them as family. I am extremely lucky. I have an abundance of friends I can truly say are family to me. People I know have my back no matter what, and whose backs I've got as well. And there are so many things happening in my life right now that make the importance of this so much clearer. But the obvious one is, of course... ...tomorrow's biopsy surgery. I think a lot of people missed this little wrinkle in my post-cancer life. I know probably fewer people