when a good (wo)man is hurt, all who would be called good must suffer with him (her).
-Euripides
Dear Dr. Shapiro,
I know you said not to write much more in here, but i can’t help it right now. either i can control my emotions or i can let them control me, and right now, writing this, i am in control. Besides that i won’t be seeing you again until next Friday so before i forget what it is i need to say, or before i go stir crazy trying to keep it in until Friday here is what i feel.
Today when I saw you wearing a wig it made me so sad, i tried not to stare but i was unsuccessful. i know how much you love your hair, i know what hair means to a woman. I was sad because you looked different i was sad because i know how hard it must of been for you. How much it must of hurt you to watch it all go. And well, that hurt me too. i am not so brave like you, i’m not even brave enough to put up a good face like you probably do.
all i know is that you are brave, and smart, and beautiful. And that you are strong. And even if i am just your patient, even if i am sarcastic, and i never listen, and you don’t think about me outside the office. i think about you. and i pray for you. and i know you will get better, you will pull through this.
Love,
k, bella, desi, boo, etc….
i heard this song today, while i was driving home, and it made me think of you. It’s a love song i know, but i don’t mean it in that sense, just in the sense that i am always rooting for you, and that i love you. i know we have such different tastes in music but i always like this song.
my favorite line is: “if you want to cry, i am here to dry your eyes. and in no time you’ll be fine.”
