I’ve known Judy since 2003. We met through EHarmony. We dated for a couple years, then split, then got back together for another couple years. We’ve evolved into good friends.
Judy and I have some similar history in that we both lost someone special in our lives way too soon. I think it’s one of the things that binds us. But our friendship is not just about the sad. We both have sick and twisted senses-of-humor and are prone to the sarcastic. And we like guns. And tequila (not at the same time!)
Back in 2009, after we had broken up the second time, I was hospitalized and asked her to pick up my mail for me at my home. This is a 17 mile trip one-way, and I expected her to stop by once or twice a week to collect it.
Not only did she collect it daily, but she then came to the hospital to see me. Every day. She was there when my oncologist told me I had lymphoma. And was there much of the time when I was doing outpatient chemo.
When I told her I quite probably was going to lose my home, she offered me a place to stay. Open-ended. This is who she is.
Today is her Birthday. If I told you her age or posted her photo she would most certainly shoot me with the Nighthawk she carries!
Happy Birthday, Judy! And thanks!