It’s a cliche but you find out who your friends are when you get cancer. Sharing the diagnosis, you are inundated with gifts and messages of encouragement. Almost two years on, and most of that has faded away.
There are friends you thought would be there that aren’t. Friction when your need to vent clashes with someone else’s bad day.
But, the most striking thing is the friends and family who step up to help, who make you feel lucky to be in receipt of their care. Their small acts of kindness reassure you that you will be remembered.
There are too many moments of generosity to mention. To name a few: the friend who shows up to a play date with two bottles of wine; the one who takes you to breakfast/lunch/the spa just because; the one who cleans your bathroom and brings you tea in the middle of the night; the one who leaves roast chicken on your doorstep; the one who comes every week to play with the children, the one who says “I won’t offer just ask.” The oldest friends who’ve seen you through many a crisis before and will be holding your hand through this one.
These pass the test.
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