Blogging is a personal, yet public thing--strange how those worlds can be combined through something as simple as a computer & a dial-up connection. And while you may not know me personally, I do believe that blogging is not only a window into someone's world but a way of reaching out, sharing ideas, & establishing a community beyond words alone.
This week, Ken & I received a sorrowful message--my dearest friends, Tom & Connie, were in a terrible car accident and fighting for their lives. T & C were to stay with us this week as they made their annual trek back from Oakland to their home on San Juan Island. We always keep our visits free-form & they show up at the Spanish Table with smiles & I love you's to get our key to the house, this time or that, depending upon which Oregon diner they stopped at & where the wind blows them. We're all anomalies as I don't have a cell phone & neither do I, so when they never showed up we were puzzled, but just thought they were behind schedule, or maybe I had the dates wrong?
The next morning, I got a call from Tom's niece in Mt. Shasta with the news. Tom & Connie were hit by a big rig truck & were in separate hospitals as Connie needed to be transferred, both in the ICU. Tom suffered a collapsed lung, broken ribs, broken clavicle, lacerated tongue & lip, amongst other injuries. Connie's liver & spleen were injured, along with broken vertibrae that make it impossible for her to move, and unstable heart conditions that post-poned any attempts of surgery.
I've been an emotional wreck as these folks have been a true godsend to me, as years ago we adopted each other as chosen family that's as close as close can be--they have taught me more about love than one could ever ask for & have inspired me beyond belief. Tom is a magnificent poet (& firefighter) who has mentored me since I first moved to Washington 14 years ago; Connie is a talented framer by trade that has provided us with a house full of beautiful art & a cooking instructor whose envious cookbook collection spans over three bookshelves in their bedroom on San Juan Island. Our shared love of food make their much-anticipated stays a reason to go all-out in the kitchen & a blitz of restaurant visits that have become an integral part of this blog.
Reader friends, if you have a moment, please send these folks a positive thought as every little bit of love helps, I believe. Tom is out of the ICU, & is using every bit of his incredible strength to heal as fast as he can, but Connie, oh our lovely Connie--we can only hope as hard as we can...