Bob CollinsIt’s been nine months since comedian Tig Notaro’s life seemingly began going to hell, culminating with a diagnosis that she got cancer on the day she was to make a stand-up performance in Los Angeles, which has become legendary and which I wrote about here.
A bit of an update. Reader Brian Hanf spotted this Yahoo video as part of a sponsored series on the secrets of success.
“I don’t have a complaint in the world,” she said.
At the very end of that piece I wrote in October, I made a very small mention of a colleague:
This is a topic — reacting to the worst news you can get — that had already gotten my attention this week anyway. A colleague of ours at MPR revealed that her husband’s cancer has metastasized into his brain and they had decided he would transition to hospice.
She relayed on her Caring Bridge site how he reacted when the doctor gave them the horrible news.
“Okey-dokey,” he said.
He died. And last week, my colleague returned to work, stopped by my cubicle, and gave me a present: a T-shirt.
Coincidence is an odd thing.
