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A newly translated story from Jose Saramago, "Reflux" (!)

Maile Meloy's "The Proxy Marriage" in the New Yorker

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Wednesday
Nov162011

WTF, Universe?

I spent most of this past weekend thinking that (finally) things were going to get better. That surely the interview Jeff had on Monday would bring good news this week. That surely by the time we sat down to turkey and mashed potatoes next week we'd be excited about the future. We'd over indulge in food and wine and speculation. I didn't want to jinx anything but I was feeling confident that we were this close to seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.

I thought that (finally) this would be the week I would write the post I've been writing in my head since June. The one where I could tell you that all the waiting and applying and being patient was paying off, that life was finally coming together. It all kind of felt possible.

But, though the interview went well, Jeff won't hear until after Thanksgiving.

And then, on Sunday night my mom went to the ER with chest pain, where a 5-7 centimeter mass was discovered underneath her sternum. She will have a biopsy on Friday, the results of which will take around 48 hours.

So not only has the tunnel gotten longer, it has gotten darker.

Just: WTF, Universe? I get it. We have little to no control over our precious, singular, fragile, short, scary lives. I promise I really get it. You can lay off on the reminders for a bit.

So, internet? If you're the praying/hoping/beseeching/knocking on wood type, can you please cast some good energy in the direction of YES TO THE JOB and NO TO CANCER?

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Reader Comments (5)

expect a call tonight. *hugs*

November 16, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterLindsey

Thinking of you, hoping things get better soon

November 16, 2011 | Unregistered Commenterallison

Thinking of you and your family, sending positive thoughts your way. I'm sorry you're having to deal with all this.

November 17, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterDeonne Kahler

I'm so sorry and I feel you so much: 2011 has been a bitch of a year. Sending you good thoughts and positive vibes.

November 18, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterKristen

Oh God, Margaret, that's so scary. My thoughts are definitely with you and in the "yes to job, yes to mom's health being fine" camp. I know these next 2 days will be tough. Thinking of you and trying to send a little extra strength your way!

November 18, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterLaura

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