The last few months have brought great upheavals to your friendly, neighborhood Marius. I had to leave a job I rather enjoyed due to tunnel-visioned fundamentalists; lost a dear, too distant family member to leukemia and was robbed of the chance to say goodbye because we weren't told she was in relapse until a week after her death; moved into a hell-hole of an apartment where we are stuck for a year; and in the last couple of days I have found out that two people who mean a great deal to me are fighting for their lives against cancer. I don't know if either of them reads this blog, and I have already communicated my love and concern privately, but I want to reinforce that here. And to anyone else reading this, if there is someone you love out there, and you haven't been in touch with them in ages, call, or email, or write an old fashioned letter and tell them you love them. Don't assume all is well, and don't hesitate to offer a hand, even if it's just to hold for a moment. And if all is well, then rejoice and go grab a beer.
I won't out my friends. Such a battle is an intensely private thing, but you both know who you are, and you know I'm here for you, and I know that you will both win your battles.