#10: Letter to Lydia
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Washington, DC to Denver, Colorado | Jan. 11, 2007 | By DANIEL WEINSHENKER
“I found out because she called me, while I was teaching, and I didn’t answer the phone. And she called again, and I still didn’t answer because I was teaching. But 15 minutes later I checked my messages and there was this awful sound. And that was it.”
Daniel Weinshenker is a man, maybe, but more likely to be a father and a husband and a teacher and a cooker of egg sandwiches and a writer and an eraser of one and only one blog and a jerk and a lovely guy and a Bay Area guy at heart but a Denver guy right now and a fluffer of pillows and a listener and a teller of stories and a caretaker and a pain in the ass and a drinker of lemon soda and a survivor, yes, a survivor of his wife surviving cancer, already. You can follow this story on his blog.
Music courtesy of Nerious (”Fulfillment,” Jamendo), Vinc2 (”Le Depart,” Jamendo), and Cyril Pereira (”Indecision,” Jamendo).
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October 24th, 2007 at 1:31 pm
Daniel,I want to thank you for such a great story,and thank you for shareing.
I too have been touched by cancer in Mommy.My mother had lung cancer and passed away in sept 2004 she was 73,we fopund out about right after she saw her Granddaughter get married.that was in Aug of’04.Mom said that she had lived a good life.she did not live the 6 months that she was told.I really cried when were got the word about her condition,I was with her when she was told about the cancer.The people that I worked with at the time when I said that I would need to take some days off to help Mom when she needed me they were verry understanding.every day I would be asked how she was and how am I diong.On bad days there would be someone there who would just give me a hug and say I’m here for you.That’s how I got thru it.God Bless you for your story.(Oh by the way here is a hug for you)Mike G.
October 24th, 2007 at 1:33 pm
Thanks so much for a beautifully written story about serious illness. My heart goes out to you (all of you). Best wishes, Norm Milstein
November 25th, 2007 at 4:28 pm
Thank you for your beautiful, honest portrayal of the range of emotions you experienced as you traveled back to your family. Your vulnerability and openness to sharing compassion are surely a testament to your strength. I wish you all the best. Joan M.
May 12th, 2008 at 8:17 pm
Wow what a moving story. What a wonderful message about love, compassion and the unknown..We should all be more like you Daniel. How is your family? Our prayers are with each of you as well as the thousands of others battling and dealing with this terrible disease. We will find a cure. We must find a cure. I wish you much love, peace and happiness always.