When I was in college I had a friend, very sweet and funny with a raw edge of humor. She was pale and slender and told us all about her leukemia treatments that took place from time to time. She would go home for a long weekend or come back from vacations and tell us the progress of her treatments. We all worried about her and asked after her and prayed for her.

Senior year came and she wrote us all a letter- seems the whole thing had been a fake. She felt she needed it to get sympathy, didn't know how else to make and maintain friends. We all told her we forgave her, but she dropped out of sight soon after graduation and I never heard from her again.

Some people don't know how to just live their lives and deal with what really happens. And what really happens, sooner or later, will be just as dramatic as whatever your imagination can conjure up.

Allison