I just found out yesterday that another dear friend who I feel very close with yet have never met in person has passed to the other side due to complications from Wegener's.
I'm shocked to the core. I felt like someone kicked me in the gut when I found out.
My dear friend Al Swanson has brought wisdom and a sense of calm and control to so many people in the throws of a new scary disease threatening to obliterate any sense of normalcy out of ones life, and perhaps even ones life itself. He was a very wise, kind, generous man, and I feel blessed to have had his energy touch my energy on this planet... even if from thousands of miles away. I feel so bad because I've been ignoring my computer for the last several months in an attempt to regain my life, and I feel like I didn't have a chance to say everything I wanted to say to Al. We still had shit to do. We still had conversations to have. I still needed to learn more from him and have an opportunity to make him shake his head in disbelief with something crazy I haven't come up with yet. We still needed to compare and boast of the beauty of our respective stomping grounds.
My heart and thoughts are with Al's family, of whom he spoke with such love and respect and admiration. We have all been lucky to have been touched by Al's wonderful sense of humour, and enthusiasm to share himself with anyone who was open to it. Eileen, thank you for sharing him with the rest of us Weggies, and Al, we'll hook up on the other side and finally get together for those cocktails we kept talking about getting together for overlooking the mountains.
Love you buddy. Thanks for ... well, everything!
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Wegener's Granulomatosis. A rare auto-immune disease affecting 1 in 30,000 to 40,000 lucky winners. I'm one of those winners. Diagnosed in May 2010, life has changed dramatically in some cases for the worse and in some for the better. This is where I ramble on about my observations with this new friend called Wegener's - which makes me a Weggie (pronounced 'weg-ee')
