My Friends, my Bridge

Tomorrow is our Cancerversary. I am trying to write a blog post. But I am gloomy. And moody. Maybe it is because of the significance of the date, maybe it is because Vega is on steroids again and things are a bit crappy anyhow.
I want to write about the year. My worst year so far no doubt. The hardest. The saddest. The most stressful.
But also the most meaningful year. The most unforgettable. They year I realised how important family is and what a good one I have. The year friends for life were made and the year when the goodness of people etched itself so deeply into my conscious that I never felt alone. I want to thank you all, praise you. But everything I write sounds corny. You don’t deserve cheesiness for all your efforts, hell!
I am listening to Johnny Cash singing “Bridge Over Troubled Water”, blaring, really really loud on my headphones.
Simon and Garfunkel had it spot on.

When you’re weary
Feeling small
When tears are in your eyes
I will dry them all

I’m on your side
When times get rough
And friends just can’t be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down

When you’re down and out
When you’re on the street
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you

I’ll take your part
When darkness comes
And pain is all around
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down

Sail on Silver Girl,
Sail on by
Your time has come to shine
All your dreams are on their way

See how they shine
If you need a friend
I’m sailing right behind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind

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