Hurting for Liz

Right now, one of my dearest friends is hurting. I wish it weren’t this way.

It has been a rough few days for Elizabeth Psenski. The biggest reason why I have become a fixture at Buffalo Wild Wings Zona Rosa has had enough pain, both physical and emotional, to go around for at least 10 people.

I’m sorry I began it Saturday when I took out my frustrations on her. She forgave me, but I think what I did kind of started the cycle. I wish I could take it back. I feel so awful.

After I left Saturday night, it turned out she had some rude customers. She went to the ice machine and took out some frustrations, but she ended up hurting her back. She came to work Sunday and was able to pour the ice water on me, but the pain flared up Monday and she had to switch out with Braidey Howe.

It got much worse Monday. The mother of another Buffalo Wild Wings employee and one of Liz’s closest freinds, Trey Cummings, passed away.

Oh man. I would never wish that on my worst enemy. To lose a parent at that young age. I’m very, very fortunate my parents have lived to see me come close to 40, and my dad is very lucky his father is still alive. My mother lost her father when she was 27, and I know it hurt her. And it hurt her mother, too, because she lived alone for 20 years before passing away in 1992 at 88.

Liz is very fortunate to have a strong mother in Nadine. Nadine is a wonderful lady. I’ve been very fortunate to have encountered some of the mothers of my friends.

From my Arabi Park days, I know Stacie, Shawn, Tammy and Jason Malasovich all had great moms. Tiffany Peperone’s mom is awesome, as are Jeanne Bandera, who taught math at Brother Martin and who raised Colleen by herself; and Debbie Broussard, whose daughter, Danielle, was also a Brother Martin cheerleader when I went there. Debbie now teaches science at Brother Martin, fitting since her son, Kyle, graduated from the school in 1997.

Even though I have my reservations about Rebecca Borne, I have none about her beautiful and caring mother, Lisette. And of course there’s Liz Rogers, who helped Renetta start over after that horrific accident.

Someone so young and so good to so many people as LIz is should not have to suffer I hope she gets to feeling better soon.

About David

I am a sportswriter for a group of weekly newspapers in small towns across northern Kansas. I grew up in New Orleans, went to college at LSU and wandered in the wilderness until Hurricane Katrina finally put me on the path to my current job.

Posted on August 27, 2014, in Personal and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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