All soul, all heart

Sometimes it happens. Sometimes.

A miracle. Sometimes they happen.

Will this be one of those times? It certainly looks that way.

A friend has defied death.

Not only that. She kicked it in the nuts.  She has received a second chance and will soon be an inspiration to her many friends. Her case will be documented in journals. Her story will out live her. As if this intense joy is not enough, she in a way, has also given me a second chance at my life.

I too get a second chance to tell her how in awe I am of her spirit, drive and will. I get a second chance to show what a crap friend I am and make it up to her. As soon as she’s fully recovered, she will undoubtedly ream me for cowering in the face of an emergency. She will call me colorful names and threaten to beat me. She will fight with me and I her. Then we will laugh and drink and eat once again.

And for this I am whole-heartedly grateful.

Published by Mari

I was born with a widow's peak and a thick accent. I majored in English as a second language. I work ( and travel ( and sometimes do both.

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