or even if you do . . . . there is always a negative aspect. which somehow will become all that is remembered.
i left my father in tallahassee and his provenge treatment went well. i met two new facebook friends–william taylor and ron winegar. i wasn’t able to meet others i was scheduled to see, most particularly jennifer brand clair from tampa. jennifer built me a facebook cake to celebrate what would have been our first meeting.
the cake is like an open book, with one page about facebook and twin laptops–hers and mine. the other page has an airplane flying down to florida to meet jennifer. she sent me the cake as an attachment to a message. buttercream frosting doesn’t taste as good when you’re trying to lick it off your screen.
i flew from tallahassee to charlotte and from there to chicago–the t.s.a. were definitely more attentive and they’ve implemented the “second look” policy at the gates.
this morning, i was surprised to find the following article. i had forgotten that more than a week ago, a reporter called and wanted to talk about my new years resolution to meet all my facebook friends. he kept focusing his questions on the negative. . . things that went wrong, friendships that weren’t good, unfriending, disaster. and i think i sound like i am a more negative person than i think i am.
oh, here’s the link:
can i add this to the article? can i tape this to my front door? can i tack this onto the bulletin board at the starbucks? because i think words really affect us.
the trip to florida has not been anything like i expected–and instead of fulfilling my mission of meeting all the facebook friends i know in florida, i spent the week with my father justin. my father is undergoing a new cancer treatment called provenge. it is the first time this treatment has been made available in tallahassee. justin’s wife barbara was on a business trip and not available to go with him for the first phase–when the technician extracts blood over the course of three hours, harvesting white blood cells to be shipped to a laboratory in georgia.
justin’s white blood cells, the fighter leukocytes, will be enhanced in the lab and are being shipped back to tallahassee to be injected back into his body.
later this morning, justin and i will go to the clinic to complete the provenge treatment. the lab wants him to have a chaperone and in general it’s always a good idea to have an advocate, a helper, someone to make sure you get home safely. justin’s wife is back from her business trip but she is a professor at florida state university, in charge of a department of three hundred people, and must take a conference call. otherwise, she would be there for justin.
one of the treats, and it really is a treat, of the florida trip is getting to know my father better. he and my mother put me up for adoption when i was three years old and i didn’t meet them until i was twenty five. it is always interesting to spend time with either of them.
but a treat i missed was finally meeting facebook friend jennifer brand clair with whom i have been corresponding. she and i were going to bake a cake together in her home in tampa. she bakes cakes for all occasions and could bake one for you too! but this is what she baked for me–
this cake is a book that i will write about my year and a half of meeting facebook friends. on the left hand page are two computers–mine and jennifer’s–joined by facebook. on the right hand page is a plane traveling to florida, where i will meet her. not this trip, maybe, but next one!
it’s a beautiful story and i have had a beautiful time in florida and i must look at it this way–i have one delicious reason to come back! thank you jennifer!