Christmas wasn't found under our tree this year. It quite literally walked through our front door, time and time again. Plates of homemade cookies and treats. Casserole dishes, crockpot meals, yummy prepared dishes of all kinds, brought to us by friends and family. At a time when everyone is so busy preparing for the holidays- our family was uplifted, and surrounded by hope and encouragement each and every day.
Our mailbox was overflowing with envelopes and cards and gifts that left us speechless.
And the anonymous gifts- the hockey player light- so cool- no names attached from the sender- but deeply felt surprise by us, and gratitude for the thoughtfulness and pure cool factor!
The gift card to Target, from the Orchestra, at Horizon Middle School- we're so deeply humbled they took up a collection and picked our family as a recipient!
And so many other things, big and small, that touched us so.
I have yet to have a full day where tears haven't fallen in sheer humility and gratitude.
"We are sick and tired of being sick and tired.. Definition of courage: Tell your story with all your heart."
My last full day in New York City, I was honored to be asked to share my story on camera. The room was filled with producers, photographers, and hair and make-up artists- although Stella has her own thing going that doesn't adhere to change very well.
I was asked all kinds of questions about what it was like living with metastatic breast cancer? What was the message I wanted to share?
I'm not sure the exact words I used, but I shared with them my thoughts as we had descended upon the streets of New York.
It would have been quite easy to step into the flow of walkers, and be moved along en masse with them. But we were walking by so many points of interest. I had to remind myself to slow down, and look around, and just be in THIS moment, instead of rushing off to the next. One of my most favorite photos happened of the bright yellow and red umbrellas and the shiny rain soaked sidewalks, because we took the time to savor the moment right where we were.
We can all expand the time we have- live more, feel more, be more in the tiniest moments of the day. And feel grateful for them- instead of trying to extend our time and cross off one more thing on our to do list. Sometimes the most important things aren't even on our list!
I told them my wish was to "live my legacy, and not just leave one."
At some point the room became very quiet. The female producer had stopped asking questions, and a male had stepped in. And when I looked up, I realized its because she was crying. And he simply let me keep going.
I sort of lost my train of thought, and then we all laughed. We'd been shooting for a long time, and they felt they had more than enough to use for their foundation.
I got up to go, and the female producer came over to me and asked to hug me.
We ended the conference at 5 pm, and filled our night with a bus tour of New York, and a stop for dinner at the Empire State Building which we toured afterwards.
It was a beautiful end to a wonderful 3 full days of adventure in New York City.
We're off for a few days of hockey. Jim is staying with Crosby who has had a rough go lately, but seems to be stabilized again.
MRI and PET scan results should be back soon and I see Dr. Panwalkar next week.
"All shall be well"