I was back at the competition this morning when Elisabeth called. She’s returned from her trip to Italy. Adian sees me walk away on my phone and comes over to say hi to her. Elisabeth lived through a cancer treatment herself. That makes her the only person I talked to so far who really understands. “I feared this was going to be your message” she tells me. Good friends have a sixth sense for one another. We talked for quite a while. “There will be good days too” she says. After we hang up, I feel somewhat reassured.