I keep wanting to write one of those “if something happens to me” letters to my husband and kids. Well, want to is the wrong way to say it…need to maybe.
But I can’t.
I know I’ll be fine, but in the back of my mind I want to be prepared.
Then today, while we were driving home from appointments, I realized that Mike is exactly the guy I want raising my kids, teaching them the important things in life, traveling to places we all dream about. He’s the guy and if, god forbid, something happens, I have absolute faith that he knows what to do. And I told him so.
No letter necessary. (Thank god, because seriously, I couldn’t stop sobbing each time I tried!)
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The outpouring of support for me lately has been amazing. Unbelievable, really. People from all of the US, Canada and other countries are sending love and prayers and good thoughts. At least three churches have me on their prayer lists. It’s crazy and oh so nice.
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My friend Sunshine wrote a beautiful blog post today for/about me. Dammit if she didn’t make me cry!
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My surgery tomorrow is at noon and is supposed to last 3-4 hours. Looks …
If something happens
Not as I Pictured
My cousin is going on 3 years of clean scans following his brain tumor removal. It was by far the longest day in our family’s life, waiting for the surgeon to come out and speak to us and let us know how he did. He’s been on chemo ever since, as well as anti-seizure meds. He is a true survivor.
One of the things that kept him going was a picture of a musician who had a tattoo of the word Strength on his partially shaved head. The picture was taken by a Pulitzer Prize winning photographer named John Kaplan. The picture my cousin had on his wall was printed from the internet, so not very good quality. His brother, knowing how important that photo was, sent an email to the photographer. It was coincidental, but he, too, was fighting cancer. After exchanging emails, John decided he would not only get a print for my cousin, but he would come to Detroit and deliver it personally.
People who suffer and survive and fight cancer (and other diseases) know that once you find something to hold on to; a bright spot that helps you continue to fight, you don’t let it go. This …
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My favorite cousins are in town…there is much laughing and dancing and being silly; talking and squishing the newest addition to the family; living and enjoying and wishing we did this more often.
There is just this…A wonderful happiness, a big ol celebration and the promise of Zingermans and more laughter.
I’ll see you all next week. have a fabulous weekend.
