So upset right now.  Nobody told me.  No one thought it important or even relevant to let me know that he was sick and in surgery.  The people I would DIE for don't even think enough of me to care that this would be important for me to know.  It just shatters my heart all over again.

Oh, I will get over it I am sure, but for right now, I just want to cry for myself and for the friendships I have lost that were apparently only in my mind anyway.

Even so, I ask God to bless him with quick healing because as much as it hurts knowing that I am less than a speck of dirt to him and his friends and family, the world is a better place with him in it than without him.