What's weird to me is that the news on Wednesday that I am "clean" was so beyond words, and I haven't really let myself release anything yet. I am conscious of not having cried those tears of joy. I am trying to relax and take care and allow my self the opportunity. Maybe I just don't need to. Maybe it's part of my transformation. I am just confident. I was not waiting for that call. I guess I knew I would hear about the pathology report but I wasn't tapping my foot waiting for the phone to ring. When I heard Dr. Heerdt's voice say "I have fantastic news" I was elated but not particularly relieved or surprised. Somehow I feel like I know that I am OK. We did what was right for my treatment and it worked.
So the Braves host the Mets on Sunday @1:05 on TBS.
Sunday, Sept. 2 - Atlanta Braves Breast Cancer Awareness DayWe're having a low-key family cook-out here on August Road. Kevin and Ryan can cheer for their teams (a friendly rivalry has been in place for years!) and we girls and babies will be happy to hang out, celebrate this week of good starts (Kama and Jacqueline both started school) and good news and a new era. We can collectively relax. I hope that you all do the same - relax, enjoy!
Join the Atlanta Braves, Publix and Susan G. Komen for the Cure, for a day-long celebration of survivorship honoring those who have courageously battled breast cancer. Survivors will receive complimentary tickets, a special Atlanta Braves Breast Cancer Awareness T-shirt, pregame reception and will participate in “A Walk in the Park”, an on-field ceremony with family and friends.
2 comments:
sweet jenn --
how is it possible that we have swiftly progressed from your diagnosis and the ____ (fill in the blank) that was a part of this journey to labor day weekend, which is now imbued with the utterly joyous news that you have now brilliantly, victoriously, expeditiously evicted the squatter?
thank goodness YOU listened to your instincts, which were telling you something akin to, 'NO', that is not acceptable" when researching your options pertaining to a possible mastectomy, reconstruction, treatments, etc.
while i am BEYOND delighted you were not toe tapping, i would hazard a guess that many of us that love you have been engaged in that activity on your behalf.
if thoughts could truly move mountains, the population in kansas would now be able to go skiing!
you will be thought of, as you are every day, and even more so at the braves game on sunday, with the focal point being to honor cancer survivors.
next time, ok? delta is incontrovertibly murmuring your name, she types with a not so "jenn"tle nudge.
and last, but certainly not least, about your tears or lack thereof.
hmmm.
you have exquisitely coped with the proverbial 'Sword of Damocles' that will now be an aspect of your life history until you gasp your last chocolate, champagne flavored breath at the ripe old age of 120+ with jaqueline having turned 80 and bailey approaching that very same age.
a friend of mine imparted to me that her mother described the end of breast cancer treatment as much like returning home, at long last, from a horrid, lengthy trip. as you deplane, you find that the joyous news of being clean has spread amongst your loved ones, subsequently, no one is at BDL (hartford airport) to greet you for they just assume it is time to return to business as usual.
at the precise moment that you will require nourishment more than ever, there exists a chance that some people in your life might naturally think it's over, we dodged the huge bullet, it is now time to grab a bite, go shopping, attend to your responsibilities, etc. and focus on the other aspects of life, in general.
you recently wrote to me that you were not rushing, instead, living.
please continue to employ this wisdom. the tears will or will not "deplane" when and if you require that release. heaven knows you have earned an immense release/cry.
you are my heroine and my yardstick by which i now use as a perspective to authentically live my life focused on purpose vs. outcome, thus, placing daily occurrences in perspective.
your "eviction" has added so very much to my soul growth as a fledging bodhisattva.
have an insanely sensational labor day weekend!
love,
~ c
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