I now understand why Jenny gave her blessing to this party and to this great sign. It was only four months later that Jenny's melanoma took her life at the age of 36, on July 13, 2007. That makes today the four year anniversary of her death. Of all the shitty things that happened to me over the past year, losing Jenny is something I just can't get my head around. My heart was truly broken in ways that cannot be mended and I feel it every day. I just miss her so much.
There are very few people who know me who don't know of my life-long best-friendship with Jenny. I've even had some ask "It's so strange that Jenny died of cancer and now you have cancer. Do you think there's a connection?" Honestly? No, I don't. It's a crazy, crappy coincidence. I've come to learn that cancer has very little rhyme or reason. The lives it takes and the lives it spares seems to be random. There is NO reason why young mothers should die. None.
So in an effort to curb my anguish of this difficult day, Jenny appeared to me in the guise of another important friendship. Today I had a soul revealing two hours with my friend Pat, my sorority sister who was diagnosed with Stage 3 breast cancer just months before me. Pat is mother to four young kids, yes, four. I am certain that the support and love Pat and I shared today was directed by Jenny. She knew what I needed, like she always did, and put Pat's hand into mine to help me through this day.
I send my love and memories of countless Jenny and Kristin mischief to the entire Reinhart/Schultz/Schleicher family.