Friendships Good for the Soul

May 1, 2021

Today started out pretty uneventful. Cory ran some errands, mowed the lawn. I lay down to rest when Macy took a nap. When Cory got home he came upstairs and woke me up. He said there was someone at the door for me. I was confused but trudged downstairs to find Carrie and Kayla at the door. I just started crying. I couldn’t even help it, the fact that they both got in their cars the day after I had broken the news to them and drove all the way to see me, hug me, be with me in this fight - it was overwhelming to say the least.

We sat on the porch and spent a very long time just talking, catching up on our lives. I got to meet and hold Carrie’s sweet baby girl. We talked about the cancer, sure, but we focused more on the joys of life. How their families were doing, how was work, how was motherhood, how did we survive the pandemic, how do we move past the pandemic. We laughed about old memories, talked about better days and the good days to come. I’m certain that my time with these dear friends of mine lifted me up to a new level of acceptance.

My heart was full, it was so hard to tell them goodbye. I knew that the next time I might see them I’d probably be deep into this fight. I won’t have my hair. I won’t look like the “me” they know and love - but I know they’ll love me fiercely anyway.

I know they and all our girlfriends are going to love me through this, fight with me through this, carry me through this. Their positivity, their encouragement, their prayers - they bring me healing beyond what any chemotherapy could.

Thank you, Carrie and Kay. I’ll never be able to truly express how much that sunny day on the porch meant to me and I will carry it with me always.