Tuesday, May 17, 2011


I'm done. Classes are over. Last A&P final finished at 9:30 this morning. I picked up two papers for another class before leaving. 100% on both of them. It was a great drive home. I am so happy.

It seems like the more I worry about something, the more anticlimactic it turns out to be. Note to self: worry about all tests...a lot.

I got home to discover that in the middle of my rejoicing and hopping up and down, a quiet woman, an acquaintance from the Cancer Center lost her battle to cancer. I remember her telling me that it had returned, standing there in the middle of the Wal-mart as people bustled past. She was afraid. In her quietness, her eyes spoke volumes. She was very afraid. And now she is dead.

I think about my fear over these final exams, and once again have come to the conclusion. I am a jackass. A complete and utter jackass.


Kelly said...

Congrats on another successful semester completed!!!

This might sound harsh, but it's true: life continues to go on around us... life that is filled with tragedy and sadness as well as happiness and successes. There's no reason you shouldn't celebrate your good day. You deserve it. ((hugs))

Kelly said...

..and don't get me wrong, I'm sorry for the loss of your acquaintance. I really am a compassionate person and didn't mean to make that sound like I was unfeeling for another's tragedy.

Hal Johnson said...

I'm with Kelly. The fact that she lost her battle to cancer just drives home that you should relish your victories more, not less. I suspect the lady from the Cancer Center agrees.

Caroline said...

Congratulations on finishing! I agree with Hal and Kelly.

Debby said...

No. I didn't mean that I was a jackass for being glad. I mean that I'm a jackass for being so fearful of two final exams. In the great scheme of things what are two final exams. Nothing. Nothing at all.

Pencil Writer said...

Congratulations on your successes! And so you're like a normal person fretting over finals and papers. I'm related to several people just like that! Including myself.

Like all those who commented before me, I, too, am sorry for the loss of the lady from the Cancer Center.

Earlier this evening the women of our congregation sang a hymn that just now came to mind:

Each life that touches ours for good
Reflects thine own great mercy Lord;
Thou sendest blessings from above
Thru words and deeds of those who love.

Your a good example of those words, Debby.

Lori said...

No, you aren't. Different things become important at different times in our lives, and you've worked hard to get where you are now. I'm sure the lady who lost her battle with cancer would be proud of you for what you've achieved. We can keep things in perspective, but we should still be able to enjoy accomplishments, big and small in our lives.

So congratulations and well done you!

BUSH BABE said...

I think the whole POINT of having the awful reality of cancer rammed home, is that it IS okay to do well, to strive, to achieve and most IMPORTANTLY to ENJOY each little victory as it comes along...

Bill of Wasilla said...

Yeah for the first paragraph - sorrow for what follows.

quid said...

My sympathies for your friend, Deb. I lost a hero of mine to cancer yesterday. My morning at the surgical reception desk of the world famous Cancer Center on Monday was especially bleak.

With all that in the background... YEEHAW! Finals are over. You done good, girl.

I too, have jackass like qualities. Perhaps I'll have a jackass incident today.... never know when they'll pop out of your own woodwork. This post may be a jackass moment. Or maybe Arnold Schwartzenegger is a bigger jackass today.


Mary Paddock said...

Told you it was all in there. (And, no, sh&*% for brains either-00I did see that reply--unless you view that as being akin to being smart). You've earned the right

Very (very) sorry about your friend, Deb. All too often our joys are tempered by sadness. But I'm with Hal. All the more reason to celebrate your own moments.